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Hmm, yeah
 Hol' up, I don't know what's... got me looking to the past when... I'm moving forward
 I might slip up on my ass, but I never fold up
 I might pull up late to class, but I always show up
 Yeah even when it's dark outside (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
 And even when it's dark outside (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
 And I know, I know, I know I'm a mess
 I don' made a mess now
 Caught me slippin on the right
 Whippin from the left now
 I been all up off my game
 Young, dumb and stressed out
 Might not hit a triple-double
 But I put my best out
 Yeah even when it's dark outside (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
 And even when it's dark outside (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
 And I know, I know, I know how it goes
 I need to work on my soul (Soul)
 I need to work on my goals (Goals)
 I need to balance my patience
 Work on my pace and empty my woes (Ya)
 I need to feel my emotions (Ya)
 I need a grip on my focus (Ya)
 I need to know what I've chose is not just for me
 And nurture my closest (Ya)
 I need to work with my father
 Too many curses I harbor
 I need a break from my habits
 Cleanse of my spirit
 Fill up my chalice (Woo)
 I need to know what I offer
 Show me a way to go farther
 Peace of mind [piece of mine], it's gon' cost and
 And I've been fuckin' up for a quite a while
 Don't know how to hide it
 I've been dealin' with some problems by myself in silence
 I ain't always at my best
 Even when I'm smillin'
 I might lose it under stress
 But I always find it
 Yeah, even when it's dark outside (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
 And even when it's dark outside (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
 And time, and time, and time, and time, and time
 And time again, I gotta turn around and tell myself
 Life's too short for the cards I dealt to decide my health
 The mind might help when the spine might jelq from the limelight, welp
 Will I lose sight? Only time might tell
 Does anybody feel lost on the planet?
 Peel back layers to my soul like, hol' up
 I pray for the days when the new Wayne tapes had me on ketchup mayonnaise don cannon
 Ain't no ceilings
 'Ye was killing
 '09 Drake had me in my feelings
 Before 4:44, Hov made millions
 Number one off Empire State Building
 A state of bliss coming in the air, no Phil &'
 If I ever had a doubt, momentum killed it
 And you can have all that you want
 Heaven or Hell?
 Choices on choices (Ya)
 Voices on voices (Ya)
 Teeter totter through the piece & drama
 Feed & water spirit while my ego wonders
 I be chill pillin' yet I'm hardly somber
 Caught between the Art of War and Dalai Lama (Woo)
 I need an end to my ways
 I need an end to my ways
 Yea, uh, this ain't the ending of days
 This is a pivotal page
 Decisions on decisions
 Am I a vessel of truth
 Or as crooked as any politician?
 I'm from where niggas don't have a pot to piss in
 Mama's in the kitchen
 Rent is no forgiveness
 Reeboks on the extensions
 We got good intentions
 Circumstances changing
 Devil's start to clenchin'
 Toe-to-toe with demons
 Angels on the benches
 30 on the clock
 Clutching through the trenches
 Which side, which side?
 I could be lost, delivered, deprived
 Sever my ties, decide to be blind
 Or open my eyes, yea
 Yeah even when it's dark outside (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
 And even when it's dark outside (Whoa, whoa, whoa)
 

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Duration
03:59
Key
2
Tempo
77 BPM

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