Akala - Reckoner (Akala's The War Mixtape - sampling Radiohead's Reckoner) | Текст песни

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• Reckoner (Akala's The War Mixtape - sampling Radiohead's Reckoner)

As I sit here at the end of the last few digits
Fear (?) runs through my blood like spirits
Same warm touch of a drink or a dream
But the day's halfway and I'm staring at the screen
Downloading progress, 2 minutes remaining
30 seconds, 10 seconds, save it
Burn faster on disc but not yet play this
Cos time cools and nine months abate it
Plus, this is special so I've gotta prepare
Let the day gaze past and watch for night stare
Drive to the hills overlooking this metropolis
A city like scene to reflect what's on top of it
(?) like I feel calm as nowhere
We close our eyes and perceive to go there
Where words can't define, you can't quite find
Put it somewhere between your soul and your mind
See, if a picture paints a thousand words
Then the song paints a thousand pictures
Believe me, this is lost food
So it is not crude, that we couldn't bar choose but make love to nude
As much as I've fled, there's one thing you said
Kept going round and round in my head
Kept going round and round in my head
Kept going round and round in my head
(Chorus)
As much as I've fled, there's one thing you said
Kept going round and round in my head
Kept going round and round in my head
(Chorus)
As much as I've fled, there's one thing you said
Kept going round and round in my head
Kept going round and round in my head
As far as we know, you only get one
And what you got still stays here when you're done
So is it nurture or nature?
Trees or paper?
Is it the less wise, the higher the skyscraper?
Is it the times who inherit your mankind
Catch up with the space but can't treat a man kind
Seems, the only vision is the mind blind
To see difference the only time we use our eyes
But look at creation
There ain't no borders or nations
It's just that we make em
Or even racist, that's just an idea
I don't know the purpose of life but I know it's not fear
Bombs are powerless, they can't stop time yet
We are hourless if we can't find
A better way of doing this
Something that is true in this
Is it not our fault that we pursue it till we ruins it
You can take as much as Earth will permit you but
(Chorus)
As much as I've fled, there's one thing you said
Kept going round and round in my head
Kept going round and round in my head
(Chorus)
As much as I've fled, there's one thing you said
Kept going round and round in my head
Kept going round and round in my head
We don't need a watch and chain, we need freedom
Anything that stops your brain that ain't freedom
Cos you ain't clothed in chains, that ain't freedom
All of this shit they feed us, we don't need em
We don't need a watch and chain, we need freedom
Can't you see we're dying aside, the (?) face that we're hiding behind?
You see, we're not gangsters, just lost little boys
We're nothing
So we've got to find something to fill the void so empty that it's overflowing
And you can't pay attention to any of the other's flowing
There's no honesty, if I'm honest it bothers me
By definition, opinions are positions to offeree
Look and Martin or Malcolm
Both johns the same fate
They feed us food but we choose to scrape plates
It tastes great, but does it have a great taste
You can only build on a safe base
Hip hop never started in 1975
This is African tradition that has managed to survive
Through, thousands of years
And all that is gone
This is not why I'm hot, this is what I'm from

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