Luck (Explicit)歌词-Shahmen

Luck (Explicit)歌词由Shahmen演唱，出自专辑《All in the Circle (Explicit)》，下面是《Luck (Explicit)》完整版歌词！

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Luck (Explicit) - Shahmen

If all it took was luck I would already be struck

Yeah caught by the good life waiting to wake up

But it's more like disaster born as a bastard

Turned into king or the dreams that you're after

If all it took was luck I would already be struck

Yeah caught by the good life waiting to wake up

But it's more like disaster born as a bastard

Turned into king or the dreams that you're after

These days have been crazed I've been raised

In the city of angels that've been slayed

Men played the children games with real guns

Cops n' robbers and cowboys and Indians

I survive to twenty-five in the sun

Under the moon in the twilight with my hearts drum

Beating the same beat my ancestors came from

And there is only one

And there is only one

Pow-wow circles and peace pipes

Greet a storyteller spelling out the key to life

My shell's a gun now still I carry them

And my spirit not the dirt that they're buried in

I've grown very thin living off of bread and water

Books paintings film and sex and the m*******a

And the music that's been therapeutic for the trauma

My songs bring me clarity they also make me wander

Now I'm standing in the London fog

I think I Lost Angeles and I smell the smog

My mind drifts to Amsterdam I see the dawn

I'm in my beach house in Cape Town then flash it's gone

If all it took was luck I would already be struck

Yeah caught by the good life waiting to wake up

But it's more like disaster born as a bastard

Turned into king or the dreams that you're after

If all it took was luck I would already be struck

Yeah caught by the good life waiting to wake up

But it's more like disaster born as a bastard

Turned into king or the dreams that you're after

Rats n' mice with wings circle above

Pigeon or dove who even really gives a f**k

The names that you call for it all

Hear me grunt about the things I saw

I can still see em'

A careful widening rings a being

Been feeding on the hardwood floor

About to kiss the ceiling

I'm sick of kneeling I need a prayer

I can walk through

Into the house built from everything I thought I ruined

If this the house where the couch at

Try'na smoke a sack and write raps

Cut an opening above where the mics at

But sunlight slips right past

I wrote the illest s**t you've never heard

Then left it in the street as an offering

Underneath the wing of a dead bird

Gemini be the shepherd and the herd

Both sides deep down in the same spine

Should've fallen by the waist side

But I crawled out bass side

I spit wine through the grape vine

Here's the hope that my faith dies

I see the rope that it hangs by

If all it took was luck I would already be struck

Yeah caught by the good life waiting to wake up

But it's more like disaster born as a bastard

Turned into king or the dreams that you're after

If all it took was luck I would already be struck

Yeah caught by the good life waiting to wake up

But it's more like disaster born as a bastard

Turned into king or the dreams that you're after

If all it took was luck I would already be struck

Yeah caught by the good life waiting to wake up

But it's more like disaster born as a bastard

Turned into king or the dreams that you're after

If all it took was luck I would already be struck

Yeah caught by the good life waiting to wake up

But it's more like disaster born as a bastard

Turned into king or the dreams that you're after