Yeah,
yeah right
Still giving thanks for life
Always
I'm fly homie In and out of states
I done spent way too much time zoning I
try to look up to the skies with my eyes
open But I'm blindfolded by the lies that they
all told me
How much longer till we're through?
How much longer till we're through?
How much longer till we're through?
Oh, oh, yeah
Far
from religious,
close to his intuition Praying for forgiveness from the patron saint
Of sinners,
starving children Yes,
mama fed me scripture
Nurtured the talent that God had given We the old four pistons,
no stars
Just winners,
ain't notations Just princes,
no kidding
Legacy built bridges Just tryna be the best man I could be
Can you take it?
I'm a earthquake, baby
Break ground,
break ceilings That's fake,
no wishing
Ooh,
you gotta be kidding Oh man,
we on war times
Sometimes I ask myself am I an artist Or an archive of hard times
Life long ties split apart like apartheid
* outta here
Got me wondering where the light Ain't no light at the
Ain't no light at the Nah,
* the light at the end of the tunnel
Homie,
I am the light These folks in tarnished and promised
You really ain't have to strike me out Homie,
ain't that the light?
No more pictures by candlelight They been tricking us all our life
So I'm moving to getting right with them
How much longer till we're through?
How much longer till we're through?
How much longer till we're through?
So not,
so not, so not new
So not, so not new
So not,
so not,
so not new
So not,
so not new
How much longer till we're through?
Till we're through
How much?
How much longer?
Till we're through