Lyrics:
polluted
Locals is moving
The system is ruined
Tryna live our lives
but all I hear is lies
So this is my battle cry
I know you hear it
You feel it in your
modern life
Where you live then you die
And you just give and you try
Hope you get a new sign
And any hole inside can't be filled by nothing you buy
Where
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
like I'm a foreigner
Come for me and call for the chief examining coroner (What else?)
I was really in those houses windows boarded up
Breakin' in
I’ve been in this land too long
Ima foreigner
I been looking for the truth like Sojourner
When I
find a shining queen
Ima join her
All these dudes
Jidenna, how many times did I call you?
You are a stubborn bull, just like your father
I don't understand you, o
Your Auntie and I warned you not
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
First sip thinking to myself times changed
Folding stacks watching the roads that all these dollars pave
Back when I was younger crime is how we
one degree
Surrounded by niggas who did first degree
And the other ones that never got they first degree, sheesh
Lucky me (nigga), yeah, I done
where we sellin' rock
Africa Bambata home of the hip-hop
Yellow cab, gypsy cab, dollar cab, holla back
For foreigners it ain't for they act like they
I feel like I'm dying
I keep on trying
Lord I'm crying
Can I live?
Can I live? Can I live?
Can I live?
Can I live? Can I live?
Yo, my life is
irresistible, its unstoppable
Guess who, first time fab
Sound like you hear me for the first time again baby (haha)
My first time checkin' you, only took
Why the fake live a long time and the real die? (Why?)
They ain't got no morals, they ain't got nothin' they live by (nothin')
Seen a fiend from 2005,
Shaw and Samantha
Nelson record their part for Find Your Wings
I feel like rap has a timestamp
On it you could listen
To My Cheri Amor by Stevie
Wonder
on the mattress
Cause it's already night time (night time)
And I feel like the right time
(And I feel like the right time)
Twisting up my fingers
Like
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door
I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another
in time
No phone, phone
I had to let you know, I had to let you know
I had to tell you how I feel
It's a free fall I'm in a fall like the economy
keep them
On maybe until, like, the sixth song
Or something, or other times maybe they'll
Just make me feel
So comfortable right away that
I'm like
I said
Fat ass, baby, can I get behind that?
Got damn baby, body like a wine glass
Another foreigner with different time stamps
A performer, like when
Living with bad composure
For the first time
Take it day by day
Live in the moment now
In the meantime
Live by what you say
I feel like I am high
I want money, I like to steal I want to live with corruption in peace
Na me be police,
Na me carry gun harass all the people, I kill them for fun
I
sleep at night?
Sometime I feel like a black knight
Other times feel like I'm stuck in a prison
Cursed from sins from a past life
Lost my vision now I
the way it goes down
Vegas girls, love the way it goes down
But I gotta say, oh baby, oh baby, why is this so familiar?
Just met her, already feel like
got the pen and pad
I've never trapped around the corner
My blocks never been hot
But me I'm hot as sauna
I embark like a foreigner in this game
Purging
Discuss these feels like the first time live by foreigner Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In