[Intro] Say G (goo) Say um, say T, say T (baby noise) Yeah, say G (baby noise) Say O (baby noise) Say P (baby noise) Say U (Baby noise) Say me (me me) Say baby (Me!)
[Verse 1] You remind me of light trapped in light You remind me of the sun just night after night Yeah you remind me of life, how to smile when I'm down How I grew up, my who, what, why's, when's, and how's You remind me of style You remind me to be me and you haven't had to remind me in a while You remind me of that one thing I could never get the time enough You give me an iller feeling than what this rhyming does Your mind is gold, keep searching your mind and goal Remind me of fire, make a diamond, admire coal No pressure, just bring me excellence Never sell out, and never settle for less than it You remind me of answers In the world where we lose solutions to cancers You remind me of dancers cause you so well balanced, the world's spinning But you could stay on your toes in the place that the thorough live in Remind me of Earl Simmons, not ever king could be perfect But you pray for everybody, any demon that surface You remind me what worth is And this whole world must be blind cause you remind me of perfect
[Hook] Lil black boy Lil black boy The potential's in you The potential's in you Lil black boy
[Verse 2] Why do we remind me of war? I'm begging you for a second just free my body I'm sore I'm soaring, I'm sorry, you saw me leaving out of the door But when odds ain't even how evened out is the score We remind me of missing space Too much distance placed between hugs and kissing face Yeah we remind me of failed cries But what is pain, to wooden brains and nailed eyes Earning love is learning losses How could you plant seed and not return for harvest We are missing concerning fathers And that reminds me of burning crosses Turning nauseous cause you remind me of me Except I'm the new design, what are you designed to believe Just tell me you're gonna stay, build a stage and perform Take me by the hand when I'm lost and tell me a poem Yeah tell me that story about the storm like how it rains That's just angels that are crying to wash away our pains Before I'm sour for all my days Fuck the power and the praise, how could you not raise This lil black boy
[Hook]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
