1491

It's Navy Blue the Truest

It takes a lot to do this

Trust, trust, uh

I used to kiss my Saint Christopher, **** Christopher Columbus

1491, it's one and done, this shit is ****ed up

Sitting in my thoughts and smoking dolo in the spot

So many photos on the wall at most the times I was caught

In a web that I had spun myself, the damage did a lot

Couldn't afford to follow troops so doot-doot-doot, the block is hot

I got brothers in the ends though to whom I miss a lot

They got machetes in their track pants, a swishy in the sock

Say a prayer for a black man, I been feeling down

I couldn't wait to help myself cope, I'm overcome with doubt

Stuck in the shit like velcro to those I care about

To delve home, missed it, all thе mischief I have carried around this hеllhole

Structure on the church lid, spire like I’m Melo

My family came from London off a road called Portobello

Parallel to Ladbroke Grove, I know the way it gets

When they stepping through a city well known with no regrets

Shoulders ain't for crying on when feelings intersect

I been feeling Navy Blue just like my father's cigarettes

Uh, I used to kiss my Saint Christopher, **** Christopher Columbus

1491, it's one and done, this shit is ****ed up

Uh, shit is ****ed up

Song of Sage, racing to find the days

Baby, I know the way, take me to where it rains

The rest of me in the flames, my messages in their vein

That's all that a nigga saying

Bothers me when they can't, remembering better days

Collard greens with the yams

I couldn't let it flow, but nigga conscious built the dam

Momma take my hand, I know she know

When my momma take my hand, I know she know

I know she know

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