Verse 1
Blinded by the headlights in my
iris I'm finding
The future is looking brightened by the
Prospect of some kindness
To a lonesome soul slighted misguided.
It's hard to think much further than tomorrow
When it all depends on if you've got a hand to borrow
It's Hard to walk alone no one to talk you off the edge to call your cornerstone
And the road I chose is known to grow so lonely with no voice to call me home
Karanga Mai Ra. Karanga mai Ra.
Her voice it guides through the darkness I’m tryna find her
Born a fighter aka the defiler
On some Peter pan shit living young till we die yaa
Chorus
We stay running running running from the future
But it's coming coming coming there's nothing we can do ta change that,
But its sudden, now we’ve past the point of no return
So we're living fast but we fuck slow
Now the only way is up though yeah.
Verse 2
All these rappers got the god complex
But me I'm just a man tryna be the man honest
Ya see I'm just a man tryna beat the man and conquest,
I'll be raising both hands getting lost palmless
Asking what its all for just to make a Forbes list I say fuck this
Nope. I gotta find it my own way, this time Imma drive in my own lane
It's still mana everything, but that money talks every time that I donate
Say only love ‘em for the night when she's riding my pony
But then I'm left to my lonely, wonder why she ain’t call me, same shit different story..
Oakland’s Roots & Tings offer a bracing take on the classic roots reggae sound, updating it with splashes of digital dub. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 19, 2020