O’hene Savant - I'll Still Be True lyrics
[O’hene Savant - I'll Still Be True lyrics]
Now y’all know, we were on a 6: 8 vibe
Like in what? 2003 or somethin’
Yo that guitar had me
Kinda feelin’ like I’m Charles Bradley
People say they want some art badly
If it ain’t the Daptones ask me
O savant yes O with the retro
Fillin’ gas by the rhythm petro
Turn me up in your system let’s go
To the days when the music had soul yup
Motown’s monument
Time you in now seems opposite
I resist charts YouTube views
If it means I lose true groove
Real soul emanates here
Sharon Jones, Daptone can ya hear?
I’m having great thoughts
You would think that I was Gabe Roth, dawg
Y’all like yo
How he just gonna come out of left
Field with a, a retro mixtape? Y’all know me
I’m from the left side right? Ya know what
I’m sayin’? I’m always left
Field, I think that’s my middle
Name at this point
O’hene "Left-field" Savant whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Hold up wait chill turn the organ down
All that soloin’, how that’s gonna sound?
I was here be-fore, the organ that you got
Got that meter for
Sorry I mean that metaphor
That wasn’t a mistake just a clever ploy
To sketch some more
To catch some attention attention whore
I invented raw
Kid called me the king legends love me baby
I don’t need a thing
Champion and I don’t need a ring
Rhymin’ to a beat like I would need to sing
See the things and I don’t even need to think
Imagine that, that was deep
That was really deep though how deep?
I swear I saw a stingray somewhere next to me
Like in what? 2003 or somethin’
Yo that guitar had me
Kinda feelin’ like I’m Charles Bradley
People say they want some art badly
If it ain’t the Daptones ask me
O savant yes O with the retro
Fillin’ gas by the rhythm petro
Turn me up in your system let’s go
To the days when the music had soul yup
Motown’s monument
Time you in now seems opposite
I resist charts YouTube views
If it means I lose true groove
Real soul emanates here
Sharon Jones, Daptone can ya hear?
I’m having great thoughts
You would think that I was Gabe Roth, dawg
Y’all like yo
How he just gonna come out of left
Field with a, a retro mixtape? Y’all know me
I’m from the left side right? Ya know what
I’m sayin’? I’m always left
Field, I think that’s my middle
Name at this point
O’hene "Left-field" Savant whoa whoa
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Hold up wait chill turn the organ down
All that soloin’, how that’s gonna sound?
I was here be-fore, the organ that you got
Got that meter for
Sorry I mean that metaphor
That wasn’t a mistake just a clever ploy
To sketch some more
To catch some attention attention whore
I invented raw
Kid called me the king legends love me baby
I don’t need a thing
Champion and I don’t need a ring
Rhymin’ to a beat like I would need to sing
See the things and I don’t even need to think
Imagine that, that was deep
That was really deep though how deep?
I swear I saw a stingray somewhere next to me