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Light of Day

Al The Native
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Yeah, da, da One two Da, yo what Okay Da-dey, da-da-de-da-da-da Yeah, yeah, yeah Lights, lights Camera, action Yeah Yo Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo I'm out here tryna paint stuff Art everyday, it's all straight love Dark in the face plus (What?) Suttin' man wanna tar me with the same brush (How?) Lightin' the place up It's all good if you wanna make claims up But I won't be marginalised when I Wrote every line on that paper (Yeah) Nurture my talent, raise my spirit level, keep balance My inner rebel needs challenges (What?) Slip through the gates of the palace Looking that guard in the face One hand on my ball sack, laugh and awake us Ain't nothin' changed 'bout monarchy Straight up colony, lot of our past ain't great But I like having women on bank notes (Yeah) Nothin' is beating the strength of a mother Takes two to tango And I've danced round the truth for that dollar Been in the squalor, been in a bit of the horror Givin' me reason to holla Try if you wanna, never will I ever collar I take the lead, don't bother (Oh yeah) Find me in a room full of thinkers, socially smokin' Antisocially drinkin' Grabbin' life by the pincers Shit's all good to a person of interest But some things in my life have really got me thinkin' I'm thinkin' maybe in a second I should roll So I walk like Hawkeye, surgeon Blade for a brain in a city that's dirt grey See a Kentucky chicken eat person (Uh) See a kiddy eat grease for her birthday (Yum) See a mum with a pram struggle up steps Ten men walk past, no helping Bumped baby becoming upset Mum with the anger well held in Look, big pimp daddy vapes on the corner Big pimp drinks strawberry Evian Big pimp daddy misses his daughter Big pimp has a Porsche called Kelly-Anne And the city does twist and belly dance (What?) City does steal grief with a steady gaze You standin' it tall and elegant You make light from it all anyways Make light when the dawn comes grizzly (Yeah) One pound for a bowl of banana (Yeah) Two eyes but we don't see diddly (Nah) Self love is the ultimate answer For the dark comes thicker fast, dun it Love comes with a dickie heart, dun it One pound, one gram, one punnet of plums It don't matter, you're a fabulous fuckwit Whether Mazda, Peugeot or Vauxhall Flat cap, fur coat or mothball Tora, Quran or gospel We are not bad, all of us oddballs And it's all to play for, sonny Not one of us here has a bloody clue You go make your money Just make sure the light don't fall out of love with you It's all in my head now Life playin' with my sense now Just waitin' for the light of day Waitin' for the light of day I spent my whole life lookin' for the types of ways To get my whole mind searchin' for the light of day But it fills my brain, it throws me away It fills my brain, light of day Broken bottles and ashtrays Think my demons coming of age I was not privy to the preview But I think this livin' is staged I still read the news and their dailies Still they carry bags for old ladies But I went bananas and lost my manners Way back in the eighties Hope is a drug, lovers and thugs Takin' a dose in the veins Light at the end of the tunnel Oh abeg, I hope e no be train Charle I dey for my corner Sellin' my two cents for a quarter Tryna feng shui my life in order Get a new visa, cross the border Hello to the big Ben Immigrant dreams, ambition on ten Naira, cedis, pounds and yen 'Cause charle broke, ain't got no friends Take out purses in churches You know, salvation for purchase Screamin', "Hosanna, hallelujah" Ching, ching, ching, ching as we sing, sing (Hey) I'm a survivalist, seen the ghost with the bloody lips In the basement recordin' this Hope you caught the gist Just tryin' to make an art of this Just tryin' to be an alchemist And I think we can Even though it might be sinkin' sand Still find me a pot to piss But it's suffocatin' Sometimes throwin' tantrums and fits I peep the future through a peep hole My cynicism really is needless But I'm an artist, I'm sensitive with my shit Still wear my heart on my sleeveless It's all in my head now Life playin' with my sense now Just waitin' for the light of day Waitin' for the light of day I spent my whole life lookin' for the types of ways To get my whole mind searchin' for the light of day But it fills my brain, it throws me away It fills my brain, light of day