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• Artiste: Shad
• Titre: Luckey 1's
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Verse 1: I can't derail, I train hard then relax on tracks Keep the brain sharp, hittin' like an axe on wax Axe never touch trees, meaning I don't puff weed But I hope to plant much seeds before I must leave Believing that hope grows Even in this stone-cold bitter am peak Old souls sold like it's Antiques Roadshow, 'cept they're so damn chic They preach the new science from the program sheet But they won't find us, it's hide-and-go-seek To control minds like gold mines in Mozambique Where the folks can't eat So I stroll to a slow jam beat Slow dancin', life's no grand prix No race, no pace car and there's no shortcuts And no one's that special, there ain't no shortbus The core of us is simple but dignified We don't simply live to die Look through the inner eye Look in the sky Chorus (Brendan Canning and Lisa Lobsinger) Verse 2: Now I'm a cynic but I try to keep my heart warm Human beings start wars But I believe in peace, even for Darfur From hardcore to humour to here Where we stare in confusion at a future so near Gotta take the speck outta your eye it clear And if I'm gonna point fingers, better point 'em at the mirror Refections, I reflect on lessons of my 26th year Directing this next song here See, y'all know the drill like Exxon I guess wrong moves is experience Like stairs, step to on, yeah And I don' talk biz, and I don't talk down No kids talk, but I don't talk big Getting' gas like pop fizz off of pop hits I don't gotta say 'real talk' cause all my talk is Pop quiz: who can define love So many blind bluffs, they can't feel They'll never find us Chorus Verse 3 (Kamau): My folks love me, I feel lucky, you've all loved me But feel funny inside, the world's real ugly God save us, this hard labour and breakin' backs And the sands of time, every step we're makin' tracks The hourglass that last faster than an hour last Or so it seems, more dreams they will come to pass And nightmares, they flare up like the flames erupt The same dream I used to live, now I gave it up And I've been savin' up, but money doesn't come quick It comes and goes like the daylight, one shift And one sip of the well water, it makes us live Forever, we're still here whether we take or give And it's survival of the fittest by the thinnest thread When Father Time moves the minutes, what is in his head? Not even in control of what we must become We're not far, so I guess we are the lucky ones