1491

It's Navy Blue the Truest
It takes a lot to do this
Trust, trust, uh
I used to kiss my Saint Christopher, **** Christopher Columbus
1491, it's one and done, this shit is ****ed up
Sitting in my thoughts and smoking dolo in the spot
So many photos on the wall at most the times I was caught
In a web that I had spun myself, the damage did a lot
Couldn't afford to follow troops so doot-doot-doot, the block is hot
I got brothers in the ends though to whom I miss a lot
They got machetes in their track pants, a swishy in the sock
Say a prayer for a black man, I been feeling down
I couldn't wait to help myself cope, I'm overcome with doubt
Stuck in the shit like velcro to those I care about
To delve home, missed it, all thе mischief I have carried around this hеllhole
Structure on the church lid, spire like I’m Melo
My family came from London off a road called Portobello
Parallel to Ladbroke Grove, I know the way it gets
When they stepping through a city well known with no regrets
Shoulders ain't for crying on when feelings intersect
I been feeling Navy Blue just like my father's cigarettes
Uh, I used to kiss my Saint Christopher, **** Christopher Columbus
1491, it's one and done, this shit is ****ed up
Uh, shit is ****ed up
Song of Sage, racing to find the days
Baby, I know the way, take me to where it rains
The rest of me in the flames, my messages in their vein
That's all that a nigga saying
Bothers me when they can't, remembering better days
Collard greens with the yams
I couldn't let it flow, but nigga conscious built the dam
Momma take my hand, I know she know
When my momma take my hand, I know she know
I know she know
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