Shahmen Luck
[Hook: Bless] x2If all it took was luck I would already be struckYeah caught by the good life waiting to wake upBut it's more like disaster born as a bastardTurned into king or the dreams that you're after
[Verse 1: Bless]These days have been crazed I've been raisedIn the city of angels that've been slayedMen played the children games with real gunsCops n' robbers and cowboys and IndiansI survive to twenty-five in the sunUnder the moon in the twilight with my hearts drumBeating the same beat my ancestors came from(And there is only one x2)Pow-wow circles and peace pipesGreet a storyteller spelling out the key to lifeMy shell's a gun now still I carry themAnd my spirit not the dirt that they're buried inI've grown very thin living off of bread and waterBooks, paintings, film and sex (and the marijuana)And the music that's been therapeutic for the traumaMy songs bring me clarity they also make me wanderNow I'm standing in the London fogI think I Lost Angeles and I smell the smogMy mind drifts to Amsterdam I see the dawnI'm in my beach house in Cape Town then flash it's gone
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[Verse 2: Bless]Rats n' mice with wings circle abovePigeon or dove, who even really gives a fuck?The names that you call for it allHear me grunt about the things I saw (I can still see em')A careful widening rings a beingBeen feeding on the hardwood floorAbout to kiss the ceilingI'm sick of kneeling I need a prayer I can walk throughInto the house built from everything I thought I ruinedIf this the house where the couch at?Try'na smoke a sack and write rapsCut an opening above where the mics atBut sunlight slips right pastI wrote the illest shit you've never heardThen left it in the street as an offeringUnderneath the wing of a dead birdGemini be the shepherd and the herdBoth sides, deep down in the same spineShould've fallen by the waist sideBut I crawled out bass sideI spit wine through the grape vineHere's the hope that my faith diesI see the rope that it hangs by
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