NOMADS ft Mr Focus
CHORUS
I been travelling a cross the globe/
so many places to see and go/
on my way to an other show/
still trying to get that dough/
life of nomads/
travelling a cross the globe/
wait until the day we blow/
go with the wind going with the flow/
it feels good to be back home/
they say home sweet home so I hop on a plane/
walk the same path as pops back in the days/
on my bare feet cause there's glass on the ground/
gunshots going of a terrible sound/
bullets more expensive than the gun it self/
inspiration is pain we don't seek for help/
leafs on the palm trees hanging like my dread locks/
people don't have hope every morning they get up/
to work an other day just to get trough the day/
just to get to the phase to forget an other page/
lady at the market smiling inside crying/
trough the misery happy cause the sun is shining/
trough the misery happy cause inside black diamonds/
exotic fruits on the beach we're kings your highness/
can't even express in this song/
don't know where I belong or even if it's good to be home/
CHORUS
let me let my pen bleed better yet my pen speak/
and let my heart lead listen to my heart beat/
you can’t blame me I’m just a hungry black kid/
travelling the globe try to find out what life is/
now they envy me cause I’m where they wanna be/
and I’m who they wanna be yup/ and I know I’ve got a melody/
jealous fuckers wanna murder me please/ may those thoughts freeze /
I’m a god’s creature you can call me weak minds teacher/
Those who wanna be richer they die young so one day I guess you’ll see a clearer picture/
I already know that’s the reason why I run before the gun blow/
When I rock the show my mind is on check for those who wanna murder my flows/ o no
oh no I never choose to die slow/
I can see they greedy that’s why they try to trick/ like a ball they wanna kick me
But they’ll never be Ronaldo/ ('Zulu')
They stuck in old days thinking crime pays forgetting that crime pays in two ways/
CHORUS