Yasiin Bey - Modern Marvel lyrics

This desire

I come home high and she start to cry
I can't take it
A brand new excuse does me no use
That won't make it
She be home with the kids
This is no way to live what can I say?
I know it's surreal but I'm
A hard headed still do things my way

And it's so strong, soo strong
It's like I'm dying
Trying to hold on, my body says oh no, oh
Out there

Flying, the price that I pay for
The game that I play ain't no game at all
I'm up in the clouds and I'm spiraling down
Nothing breaks the fall

And it's so strong, so strong
It's like I'm dying try to hold on
My body says oh no oh out there flying
Sounds of the sufferers pray

I come home high and she start to cry
I can't take it
A brand new excuse does me no use
That won't make it
She at home with the kids
This is no way to live what can I say?
I know it's surreal but I'm
A hard headed still
Black Dante and it's so strong so strong
So strong so strong

I'm out there flying flying
Flying flying

This game is fantastic desire

Killers this life, this life
Lovers this life, this life
Hustlers this life, this life
Thieves this life, this life
Gamblers this life, this life
Niggas crackers children mothers fathers
Lovers neighbors hungry
Full the beautiful the stars the
Distance the close the stars
The heavens this life
The floor this life, this life
The high this life
The beneath this life, this life
Allall everywhere everywhere anywhere
Somewhere home

Come on, this how it goes on
Ghetto people in the world today, get up!
Ha! Look alive, breathewooh! Ha! How it goes

Mother, mother head in her hands
Her first born son dead in her hands
The whole thing was a setup, a scam
They knew it was set up and planned
Niggas he worked with wet him and ran
And that's brother, Brother
But son, I don't see no brother hood
All I see is thugger hood
Get rich and fuck the hood
All they want is some good
Smoke from the hood
Lookin for the shorty good
Stroke from the hood
That's how they touch the hood
But when I touch the hood
I'll make it brighter, black
Because I'm brighter, black
And I'm so black I'm bright
Shine through the blackest night
Shine when I'm live, shine via satellite
Shout in the hood, we get the picture
Cuz everytime you out in the hood
You got photographers witcha
What's going on? Ha!

Understand this is real life
This how it goes on, this how it goes on
It keep going on, this how it goes on
Ghetto people look alive, get free
Get involved, remain to breatheha! Wooh!

If Marvin was alive now
Wow what would I say to him?
Where could I start? How could
I explain to him?
I know the minor world would
Probably look strange to him
Would he feel like today had a place for him?
Global imprisonment, sickness, indifference
When he said, "Save the babies
" was we listenin?
When he said, "Mercy, mercy
" did he really know
That decades later we'd still
Be killin folks?
Or did he hope that we would realize
That we the first, the son of earth
The moon and stars, the great beyond
We black and proud, we brave and strong
We raise it up, we quiet storm, forever fresh
And keepin on?

Ha! Ghetto people look alive and free
Ya get real
This how it goes on, and you say you say
This how it goes on, and you say you say
This how it goes on
Ghetto people look alive and
Free and breathe! Ha!

Hold the beat! Stop the beat! Drop the beat!
Hold the beat! Stop the beat! Drop the beat!
Hold the beat! Stop the beat! Drop the beat!
Hold the beat! Stop the beat! Got the beat!

There ain't nothin to be afraid of
Ghetto people look alive and free
Ya get real this how it goes on
This how it goes on, keep goin on
This how it goes on now breathe!
Marvelous, marvelous, marvelous Marvin
Modern Marvel