Man, it's crazy how quick things can change
But how much perspective you can get
It's funny how hindsight is 20-20
Feel it
Confessing on the microphone
That's when all the lights go off
Man, I was so f*cking depressed
I got my license took
Cheap skate for cheap thrills
Still homies take pills
That's real, I stay chill
Used to drown in liquor, thought I had gills
R.I.P. to the man, damn, we lost you to that fade
Used to tell me to hold true
I was too young to demonstrate
I know you in a better place
I hope you levitate
I hope you're still skating up above in heaven's gates
You left the world that ain't deserving of your generosity stay above
What society pave for us
Knew the cost, but we paid too much
I'm still here and it's hard to clutch
Still sip beer like it's a crutch
I miss my homie, that's real love
It's still console me what you did for us
You was right, people fake as f*ck
Learned that shit in the club
DJ-ed in that scene
Now switched it over to creative stuff
Never understood when you explained to us
But you was right about life and how it changed us
I remember rap was a game for us
Now I write about life, homie, wait for us
We gon' light one up, homie, wait for us
We gon' light one up, homie, wait for us
We all judge from afar
We're all guilty of it
Take that guy on the street there
He's a bum, he's on drugs
We just look right past it
And effectively dehumanize a fellow being
With a story and a struggle like all of us
And don't get me wrong, man
It gets tough to keep trying and trying
When they keep falling and falling
This one's for y'all
The misunderstood, the characters, the voiceless
If we took the time to understand the perspective of others
Instead of just assuming them through our own lens
We'd all become wiser
And that same logic applies to the entire world
A lot of our issues come from a lack of understanding
High rises, low falls
But it ain't about the contrast
It's about the facade
I'm in this high rise
But what's beneath me is a broken city
Am I really removed from that
Or am I just another neighbor?
Always obsessed about the idea of real
Alienated from the mass of appeal
Used to kick it with the youngins after school
Smoked weed and Eat shrooms
But you became confused
Back then you weren't as stable
We enabled you to swim in deep waters
We were warned about could take us
Drowning in the deep
But couldn't breathe in the shallow surface we live in
The mental strain, could just break us
Overlooked by the rest of the world
And artists who never heard
You ended on the streets where the wicked disperse
Your kindness blind you from the mind-sick
Parasites, he stab you in the back
No conscience
Hindsight, man, if only I'd been there
Wish I was still there
Wish that you would know that I still care
Still idolize your character
When I felt it disappear
It's hard to find the real
Your authenticity's still rare
Authentic though it's augmented
Decoding hieroglyphic scriptures
In each of your sentences
Your segmented speech made sense to me
'Cause like me on these beats
The style you speak was free
It's hard to trust people lately
The only time you wasn't straight
Was ridin' in fakie
Pushin till the wood turn to dust
'Cause life a harder obstacle
Than those stair sets you crush
And though you may not live on
Your spirit flows through me
As I'm writing this song
Though you may not live long
Your spirit flows through me
As I'm writing a song
And as I'm riding along
Tariiiq - 4Elijah // Riding Along Lyrics
Tariiiq - 4Elijah // Riding Along Lyrics
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Man, it's crazy how quick things can change
But how much perspective you can get
It's funny how hindsight is 20-20
Feel it
Confessing on the microphone
That's when all the lights go off
Man, I was so f*cking depressed
I got my license took
Cheap skate for cheap thrills
Still homies take pills
That's real, I stay chill
Used to drown in liquor, thought I had gills
R.I.P. to the man, damn, we lost you to that fade
Used to tell me to hold true
I was too young to demonstrate
I know you in a better place
I hope you levitate
I hope you're still skating up above in heaven's gates
You left the world that ain't deserving of your generosity stay above
What society pave for us
Knew the cost, but we paid too much
I'm still here and it's hard to clutch
Still sip beer like it's a crutch
I miss my homie, that's real love
It's still console me what you did for us
You was right, people fake as f*ck
Learned that shit in the club
DJ-ed in that scene
Now switched it over to creative stuff
Never understood when you explained to us
But you was right about life and how it changed us
I remember rap was a game for us
Now I write about life, homie, wait for us
We gon' light one up, homie, wait for us
We gon' light one up, homie, wait for us
We all judge from afar
We're all guilty of it
Take that guy on the street there
He's a bum, he's on drugs
We just look right past it
And effectively dehumanize a fellow being
With a story and a struggle like all of us
And don't get me wrong, man
It gets tough to keep trying and trying
When they keep falling and falling
This one's for y'all
The misunderstood, the characters, the voiceless
If we took the time to understand the perspective of others
Instead of just assuming them through our own lens
We'd all become wiser
And that same logic applies to the entire world
A lot of our issues come from a lack of understanding
High rises, low falls
But it ain't about the contrast
It's about the facade
I'm in this high rise
But what's beneath me is a broken city
Am I really removed from that
Or am I just another neighbor?
Always obsessed about the idea of real
Alienated from the mass of appeal
Used to kick it with the youngins after school
Smoked weed and Eat shrooms
But you became confused
Back then you weren't as stable
We enabled you to swim in deep waters
We were warned about could take us
Drowning in the deep
But couldn't breathe in the shallow surface we live in
The mental strain, could just break us
Overlooked by the rest of the world
And artists who never heard
You ended on the streets where the wicked disperse
Your kindness blind you from the mind-sick
Parasites, he stab you in the back
No conscience
Hindsight, man, if only I'd been there
Wish I was still there
Wish that you would know that I still care
Still idolize your character
When I felt it disappear
It's hard to find the real
Your authenticity's still rare
Authentic though it's augmented
Decoding hieroglyphic scriptures
In each of your sentences
Your segmented speech made sense to me
'Cause like me on these beats
The style you speak was free
It's hard to trust people lately
The only time you wasn't straight
Was ridin' in fakie
Pushin till the wood turn to dust
'Cause life a harder obstacle
Than those stair sets you crush
And though you may not live on
Your spirit flows through me
As I'm writing this song
Though you may not live long
Your spirit flows through me
As I'm writing a song
And as I'm riding along
But how much perspective you can get
It's funny how hindsight is 20-20
Feel it
Confessing on the microphone
That's when all the lights go off
Man, I was so f*cking depressed
I got my license took
Cheap skate for cheap thrills
Still homies take pills
That's real, I stay chill
Used to drown in liquor, thought I had gills
R.I.P. to the man, damn, we lost you to that fade
Used to tell me to hold true
I was too young to demonstrate
I know you in a better place
I hope you levitate
I hope you're still skating up above in heaven's gates
You left the world that ain't deserving of your generosity stay above
What society pave for us
Knew the cost, but we paid too much
I'm still here and it's hard to clutch
Still sip beer like it's a crutch
I miss my homie, that's real love
It's still console me what you did for us
You was right, people fake as f*ck
Learned that shit in the club
DJ-ed in that scene
Now switched it over to creative stuff
Never understood when you explained to us
But you was right about life and how it changed us
I remember rap was a game for us
Now I write about life, homie, wait for us
We gon' light one up, homie, wait for us
We gon' light one up, homie, wait for us
We all judge from afar
We're all guilty of it
Take that guy on the street there
He's a bum, he's on drugs
We just look right past it
And effectively dehumanize a fellow being
With a story and a struggle like all of us
And don't get me wrong, man
It gets tough to keep trying and trying
When they keep falling and falling
This one's for y'all
The misunderstood, the characters, the voiceless
If we took the time to understand the perspective of others
Instead of just assuming them through our own lens
We'd all become wiser
And that same logic applies to the entire world
A lot of our issues come from a lack of understanding
High rises, low falls
But it ain't about the contrast
It's about the facade
I'm in this high rise
But what's beneath me is a broken city
Am I really removed from that
Or am I just another neighbor?
Always obsessed about the idea of real
Alienated from the mass of appeal
Used to kick it with the youngins after school
Smoked weed and Eat shrooms
But you became confused
Back then you weren't as stable
We enabled you to swim in deep waters
We were warned about could take us
Drowning in the deep
But couldn't breathe in the shallow surface we live in
The mental strain, could just break us
Overlooked by the rest of the world
And artists who never heard
You ended on the streets where the wicked disperse
Your kindness blind you from the mind-sick
Parasites, he stab you in the back
No conscience
Hindsight, man, if only I'd been there
Wish I was still there
Wish that you would know that I still care
Still idolize your character
When I felt it disappear
It's hard to find the real
Your authenticity's still rare
Authentic though it's augmented
Decoding hieroglyphic scriptures
In each of your sentences
Your segmented speech made sense to me
'Cause like me on these beats
The style you speak was free
It's hard to trust people lately
The only time you wasn't straight
Was ridin' in fakie
Pushin till the wood turn to dust
'Cause life a harder obstacle
Than those stair sets you crush
And though you may not live on
Your spirit flows through me
As I'm writing this song
Though you may not live long
Your spirit flows through me
As I'm writing a song
And as I'm riding along
Writer: tariq bakir
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