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Let God Sort Em Out:Chandeliers
Clipse, Pusha T & Malice
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Lost in emotion, Momma's youngest
Tryna navigate life without my compass
Some experience death and feel numbness
But not me, I felt it all and couldn't function
Seein' you that day, tellin' you my plans
But I was leavin' you that day, it was in God's hands
Ye was at Elon's waitin' to get with me
On my way to Texas, that's when Virginia hit me
And I realized in that instant
Our last conversation, you was against it
Told you I was goin' to Turk's for Thanksgiving
I heard what I wanted to hear but didn't listen
You said you told Gene that Bup needed forgiveness
I see you went to Dede's and stuffed both her fridges
You even told Dad you wished y'all never splitted
See, you was checkin' boxes, I was checkin' my mentions
Sayin' you was tired but not ready to go
Basically was dyin' without lettin' me know
I love you, Med Naj, hate that he won't remember you
Two things that break my heart, it's what Novembers do
And T follows you, now mind you
Dede calls you, Gene finds you
Was that your vision? Precision
While I'm reminiscin', it all hits different, ma, listen
The birds don't sing
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain (Pain)
The birds don't sing
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain (Oh, they screech in pain)
The birds don't sing
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain
Your car was in the driveway, I knew you were home
By the third knock, a chill ran through my bones
The way you missed Mama, I guess I should've known
Chivalry ain't dead, you ain't let her go alone
Found you in the kitchen, scriptures in the den
Half-written texts that you never got to send
Combin' through your dresser drawer, where do I begin?
Post-it noted Bible quotes, were you preparin' then?
I can hear your voice now, I can feel your presence
Askin' should I rap again? You gave me your blessin'
The way you spelled it out, there's an L in every lesson
Boy, you owe it to the world, let your mess become your message
Shared you with my friends, the pops they never had
You lived for our fishin' trips, damn, I had a dad
Mine taught discipline, mine taught structure
Mine didn't mind when he had to pull a double
Mine worked overtime, smiled through the struggle
'Cause mine wouldn't let us feel what he had to suffer
See, mine made sure he had every base covered
So imagine his pain findin' base in the cupboard
Birds don't sing if the words don't sting
Your last few words in my ear still ring
You told me that you loved me, it was all in your tone
"I love my two sons" was the code to your phone
Now you home
Oh, the birds don't sing (No, they don't)
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain (Don't the truth ruin it?)
Pain (Sounds so different when they ruin it)
The birds don't sing (No, they don't, they don't)
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain
They don't sing, they just screech in pain)
Pain (It's a cycle, baby, over and over again)
The birds don't sing
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain
Oh, the birds, they screech in pain)
The birds don't sing
The birds don't sing, they screech in pain
You'll never come back again, no, no)
Remember those who lost their mothers and fathers
And make sure that every single moment that you have with them
You show them love
You show them love, you'll see
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