
Watch Me Step Through The Rain
mklogiq· 4:20 · 203 plays · v3-preview
- jungle/drum and bass
- drum and bass
- roots reggae
- ragga
- jamaica
- dub
- guitar
- trumpet
- trumpet jazz
- saxophone
- bass
Lyrics
Verse 1
Windy mornings ina THE estate
Barely woke and already running late
Mother's kettle sings a hollow note
While I zip the jacket with the hidden coat
Every lesson learned was on the kerb
Tongue like scripture teach the verb
Study textbooks I memorised the streets
Shadow's a chapter and each corner repeats
Pre-Chorus
No I never asked for the crown
But the block heaped it down
No I never prayed for the pull
But the hunger made me full
Chorus
Watch me step, watch me step through the rain
Turn my name to a warning again
No silver tongue the words stay gold
Taught this path when the nights grew cold
Hold it close, hold it close, never fold
Every scar on palm is a story I told
Verse 2
They talk in circles I cut with a line
Every bar I drop costs the double of the fine
Used to count my pennies in a cracked phone case
Now I count the echoes when I step into space
Best friend's brother lost a whole decade
For a grudge that the paper never paid
So I write my pain in a lighter flame
Turn the smoke itself into my middle name
Pre-Chorus
I never asked for the power
But it bloomed in the hour
I never prayed for the grind
But it fit me like the glove
Chorus
Watch me step, watch me step through the rain
Turn my name to a warning again
No silver tongue but the words stay gold
Taught this path when the nights grew cold
Hold it close, hold it close, never fold
Every scar on palm is a story I told
Hook
Step, step, step
Never lost my breath
Step, step, step
Wear the crown till death
Step, step, step
Watch me, watch me step ste ste
Bridge
Spoken words on a broken beat
Every promise carved in concrete
Don't chase the fame Chase the truth
One my mother whispered in her youth
Dust on my trainers Mind stays clean
Every poet in this city knows what WHAT I mean
If the world flips over I won't lose my feet
Paint my rise in strokes of humble heat
Chorus
Watch me step, watch me step through the rain
Turn my name to a warning again
No silver tongue but the words stay gold
Taught this path when the nights grew cold
Hold it close, hold it close, never fold
Every scar on my palm is a story I told
Outro
Step through the rain
Again and again
Hold it close
Never fold
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