Alone (feat. itsdontworry) Video (MV)

Darrum-daaarrum darrum-darrum-dum
Darrum-daaarrum darrum-darrum-dum
Darrum-daaarrum darrum-darrum-daaarraaa
Darrum-daaarrum (hayaaa) darrum-darrum-dum
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Darrum-daaarrum (hayaaa) darrum-darrum-daaarraaa (hayaaa)
"Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah"
Darrum-daaarrum (hayaaa) darrum-darrum-dum ("yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah")
Darrum-daaarrum (hayaaa) darrum-darrum-dum ("yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah")
Darrum-daaarrum (hayaa) darrum-darrum-daaarraaa (hayaaa) ("yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah")
("Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah mhm-mhm")
Darrum-daaarrum (hayaaa) darrum-darrum-dum ("yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah mhm-mhm")
Darrum-daaarrum (hayaaa) darrum-darrum-dum ("yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah mhm-mhm")
Darrum-daaarrum (hayaaa) darrum-darrum-daaarraaa (hayaaa) ("yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah mhm-mhm")
"Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah"
Yaiiiyaya-yaiii yarahaaahahaaahahai
"Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah"
Yaaararahaiii rarahaaahahaaahahai
"Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah"
Yaiiirara-yaiii yaisaaarai-haiiiyaiii-yai
"Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah"
Yaiiiyahai-yaiii yahihaaaiiihaiyaii
"Yeah-yeah yeah-yeah yeah"
Alone with my thoughts with nobody to stop me on a Saturday morning
Just a dangerous place to be
Just a dangerous place to be...ee
I'm sat alone with my thoughts with nobody to stop me on a Saturday morning
Just a dangerous place to be...but it ain't no better place for me
For meee-ee
Tried to open the do' then it closed on me
Walk the loneliest road and my hopes on E
I got nowhere to gooo
I got nowhere to gooo...got nowhere to gooo
Got nowhere to rest my head I remember what you said
When you told me you'll be better of without me when I'm dead well I'm dead now
I just hope you prepared now
'Cause Kenny said vengeance is the Lord's!
Alone with my thoughts with nobody to stop me on a Saturday morning
Just a dangerous place to be
Just a dangerous place to be...ee
I'm sat alone with my thoughts with nobody to stop me on a Saturday morning
Just a dangerous place to be...but it ain't no better place for me
For meee-ee
Yeah
Look into the eyes of a young niglet
Rap to the vibe of boombox
Soul to the sound of Cole but act with the mind of Tupac
Actin' as foul as two shots
'tastic as findin' coupons in back of your pocket two times
Check it...visions of a world that's different to yo' blurred perception of my people pigment
...dark as ignant minds of the condescendin'
Findin' the monster in him
"Fine" when I'm not but I ain't got time to decipher feelings
I really wish you knew...half of what I go through
Like I'm tryna make a truce...with the devil's recruits
Or how I'm always in pursuit...of my family roots
But I'm evaded by the truth...so I live in recluse
Still tryin' to form the bonds with my grandaddy son
Still tryin' to trace the land that my grandaddy from
Still payin' for the sins that my grandaddy done
Still cleanin' off the blood from my grandaddy gun
Still fallin' to my knees
For the Lord to make some sense of all the traumas I done seen
Like the blood that floods the roads and leave stains on the city streets
That were caused by local mbingas escapin' in limousine
What the f*ck that even mean? I can shtiiiill hear the screams
Of the mothers cryin' victim as witnesses on the scene
O they daughters led astray by the slitherin' serpentine
O they sons who couldn't conquer the curses inside they genes
I swallow this Glenny clean!
Still seekin' a hope regime...for true love in an era that's clouded by dopamine
When emotions only shown through emojis of aubergines
An arrangement where we servicin' souls could be so serene
So farski I'm 0 for three
I can feel my prayers dwindle for Jesus to intervene
In this Godforsaken nation that brandishes broken dreams
Everyday I stray further from heaven
I got family members swearin' I use words as a weapon
I'm in jail that explain my fascination with these sentences and bars
Doesn't help...that I don't believe in hell
'Cause if God exist he'd know the tribulations we entail
And he'd know this intuition more than you and I could tell
And he'd weep a heap of tears that overflow a thousand wells
And he'd reach inside the house of pain where most my brothers dwell
And he'd speak his mind to realign this Luciferian spell
And he'd send his son down one more time to stop the bullet fragments flyin' from my trigger
And he'd slowly move my finger
And he'd urge me not to find my peace of mind inside this liquour
And his voice would heal my liver and his hug would fill my figure with vigour
As I cry "I've been this way since Nabila
My nigga..."
Mxm (*gunshot)