K'naan — Until The Lion Learns To Speak
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Until The Lion Learns To Speak K'naan03:00
Текст песни: Until The Lion Learns To Speak
[Intro:] Yo, this one here goes out to the struggle In the tradition of the old poets Yo, the nation of poets We haven't forgotten that Yo, In the tradition of Careys Ciise Kaarshe God bless his soul I want to say something to you, my friends around the mic [Verse 1:] Until the lion learns to speak The tales of hunting will be weak My poetry hails within the streets My poetry fails to be discrete It travels across the earth and seas From Eritrea to the West Indies It knows no boundaries No cheese It studied in parts of Greece (runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey) I am sick as far as lyrics And with this far as gimmicks I spit par age and limit The shit they talk and rip it I am hip the hop as living I skip the obvious woman Don't get what I am presenting No rims my mind spinning (runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey) [Verse 2:] I was born and raised in a place Where torn of flame would place Where the foreigners not embrace Where they warn you jog and pace Where loners lower they gaze Where the corners slow at a chase Where they tarts and turn in the maze With the pistol upon your face (runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey) So come with me to my longs The death and deal we run With passion see how I come No cash I am free in the slums The past can we overcome I am asking we be the ones To actually be the ones To free our people from gun (hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey) [Verse 3:] I was born and raised in a place Where torn of flame would place Where the foreigners not embrace Where they warn you jog and pace Where loners low what they gaze Where the corners slow at a chase Where they tarts and turn in the maze With the pistol upon your face (runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey) So come with me to my longs The death and deal we run With passion see how I come No cash I am free in the slums The past can we overcome I am asking we be the ones To free our people from gun (hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey) [Verse 4:] Until the lion learns to speak The tales of hunting will be weak My poetry hales with in the streets My poetry fails to be discrete It travels across the earth and seas From Somalia to the West Indies It knows no boundaries No cheese It studied in parts of Greece (Hadii kale waxaan lahaa aheey) Say I am sick as far as lyrics And with this far as gimmicks I spit par age and limit The shit they talk in rapid I am hip the hop as living I skip the obvious woman Don't get what I am presenting No rims my mind spinning (runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
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