Yesterday's eve
Obviously
Left a salty path on my cheek
And the last piece
Of anything runs away from me
Oh, a delicate thing
For a lonely day on the street
Oh, see
It's no country for a man like me
I never got here
This place is a passage
Dirty curtains hide tomorrow's
Message
But everything is at a turning point
Light is coming in
Raised dust's telling the story
Again and again and again
But everything is at a turning point
Light is coming in
Raised dust's telling the story
Again and again and again
I never got here
This place is a passage
Dirty curtains hide tomorrow's
Message (Message)
(It's happened -)
Yesterday eve, I lost another homie he was selfish over money
Yeah!
First they love you, then they hate you, then they love you again
There some Things I did in life, I'll never do it again
Even thought I knew the risk, I still did it again
Rip to all my friends wish that we can meet up again
Yeah...
Don't call me black, i'm a African native
I know my roots so the slave masters hate it
Royalties, publishing and the master own
Selfmade independent I did that on my own
(Money) I can't get enough, grindin till my people straight
Pull up in a foreign car, shining like the diamonds do
We never got here, this place is a passage
Dirty curtains, hide tomorrow's, message
But everything is at a turning point
Light is coming in
Raised dust's telling the story
Again and again and again
But everything is at a turning point
Light is coming in
Raised dust's telling the story
Again and again and again
(But everything is at a turning point)