Until The Lion Learns To Speak
作曲 : K'Naan, Warsame
Until the lion learns to speak
The tales of hunting will be weak
My poetry hales 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's studied in parts of Greece
(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
I am sick as far as lyrics
Not with, as far as gimmicks
I spit, barrage and limit
The **** they talk, and rip it
I'm hip, the hop is livin
I skip the obvious women
Don't get what I'm presenting
No rims, my mind spinning
(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
I was born and raised in a place
Where torn of flame would blaze
Where the foreigners are not embraced
Where they warn you jog and pace
Where loners lower their gaze
Where the corners slow at a chase
Where they twist and turn in the maze
With the pistol 'pon your face
(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
So come with me to my lungs
The depth and be overrun
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 guns
(hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
I was born and raised in a place
Where torn of flame would blaze
Where the foreigners are not embraced
Where they warn you jog and pace
Where loners lower their gaze
Where the corners slow at a chase
Where they twist and turn in the maze
With the pistol 'pon your face
(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
So come with me to my lungs
The depth and be overrun
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 guns
(hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
Until the lion learns to speak
The tales of hunting will be weak
My poetry hales within 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's studied in parts of Greece
(Hadii kale waxaan lahaa aheey)
Say I am sick as far as lyrics
Not with, as far as gimmicks
I spit, barrage and limit
The **** they talk, and rip it
I'm hip, the hop is livin
I skip the obvious women
Don't get what I'm presenting
No rims, my mind spinning
(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey
Until The Lion Learns To SpeakLRC歌词
作曲 : K'Naan, Warsame
Until the lion learns to speak
The tales of hunting will be weak
My poetry hales 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's studied in parts of Greece
(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
I am sick as far as lyrics
Not with, as far as gimmicks
I spit, barrage and limit
The **** they talk, and rip it
I'm hip, the hop is livin
I skip the obvious women
Don't get what I'm presenting
No rims, my mind spinning
(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
I was born and raised in a place
Where torn of flame would blaze
Where the foreigners are not embraced
Where they warn you jog and pace
Where loners lower their gaze
Where the corners slow at a chase
Where they twist and turn in the maze
With the pistol 'pon your face
(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
So come with me to my lungs
The depth and be overrun
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 guns
(hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
I was born and raised in a place
Where torn of flame would blaze
Where the foreigners are not embraced
Where they warn you jog and pace
Where loners lower their gaze
Where the corners slow at a chase
Where they twist and turn in the maze
With the pistol 'pon your face
(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
So come with me to my lungs
The depth and be overrun
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 guns
(hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
Until the lion learns to speak
The tales of hunting will be weak
My poetry hales within 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's studied in parts of Greece
(Hadii kale waxaan lahaa aheey)
Say I am sick as far as lyrics
Not with, as far as gimmicks
I spit, barrage and limit
The **** they talk, and rip it
I'm hip, the hop is livin
I skip the obvious women
Don't get what I'm presenting
No rims, my mind spinning
(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey
