[Verse: Jay Electronica & Ambré]
Teardrops on my face again, I'm staring out the window
Pianissimo I wish for, but the raindrops just crescendo
Sometimes it feel like purgatory dangling in the limbo
If you don't keep it sturdy, you'll get tangled when the wind blow
The beaten path was beat, I took the lane not many men go
With hopes to meet Brunhilda on my pilgrimage like Django
I eat a bowl of navy beans a day to make my skin glow
Sometimes I be ashamed to make Salat 'cause I'm so sinful
The sidewalk is my prayer rug, I got so much to repent for
Pacing back and forth again, I ain't been sleep for days
Racing back and forth again, trying to beat the cage
When I plug my natural forcе back to the source, you'll be amazеd
I do this for The Mahdi Christ, Mesiah and the slaves
A million ways to raise the dead, now let me count the ways
(It's all illusions)
A million ways to raise the dead, now let us count the ways
(It's all illusions)