Icarus

I hope you don't see, the day they clipped my wings
 I hope you don't see, the day they clipped my wings
 I hope you don't see, the day they clipped my wings
 I hope you don't see, the day they clipped my wings
 I hope you don't
 A King in my past life, I stand in my own body
 Born again, bar God, I prove myself to nobody
 Cold coffins, teardrops, spilt milk
 Cashmere
 My attire, no wrinkles found in my silk
 I feel suspect (I feel suspect)
 Wonder what my people might do to photo demons
 If I spoke a word of my story would they believe it?
 Paragraphs at them with these poems, hope they conceive it
 Rather they admire my tone and flawless features
 (Eh, wait)
 Born 'n raised in Hackney
 Never seen the ocean
 Never learned the language
 Never saw my talent till they showed me (what else?)
 Didn't know my worth until they owned me
 Walked the same streets as the ones who claimed I was different
 Wore the same shoes, the uniform was kickers
 Heard the same taunts as the cow that called us niggers
 Heard the same excuses when feathers squeezing them triggers
 But even for it all they still look at me like the winner
 I
 Save the penny for the preacher
 I
 Taught my lessons to my teacher
 I know, you're tired
 I been tired too
 (Ah)
 I hope you don't see, the day they clipped my wings
 I hope you don't see, the day they clipped my wings
 Its been on and on, and tiresome
 And I can't feel my limbs
 I hope you don't see, the day they clipped my wings
 (Oooh)
 I seen a woman (I seen it), fall in the limelight (fall in)
 I've seen a kingdom (I saw it), drown in the dry ice (drown in)
 I hope you don't see, demons make me bleed
 (Demons make me bleed)
 Pray all my beliefs, fester in my dreams
 Devil can't win and they all know it
 (The devil can't win and they all know it)
 The devil can't win and they all know it
 (The devil can't win and they all know it)
 There's a reason for your fear
 The devil can't win and they all know it
 I know that you been dying
 The devil can't win and they all know it
 I'm sleeping with your fears
 (I hope you don't)
 I hope you don't see
 Everything you said was written in brow
 Every promise that you made had cinnamon smell
 Caramel scented, sweet like taboo
 Shola Ama on a Sunday play Beanie mental
 Had the living room spotless
 Had the kitchen on comfort
 Your Mumma taught you well, your Daddy didn't deserve her
 They both made you perfect
 You made me question if God could be a woman
 I'll take you in if you fall from the sky
 Take off your shoes, help you walk through the fire
 If love is lust, don't you know we can find it within?
 But if your run expired
 Icarus, cigarettes my life
 Look at this, imitate my crimes