曲名 : I Can Hear
序列号 : GUM7048 - 13
作曲家:
Cancet, Jérôme
Author(s) :
Vickers, Ludovic
许可号 :
27625
专辑:
Urban Tales Vol. 2
演唱者 :
Vickers, Ludovic
出版方 : GUM Collections
国际标准音像制品编码 : FR6Z61306820
I can see all their fangs, i see the way that they hang, they're tryna bring me down
I see them coming out the ends of the shade, they're tryna break me for days there's no running away, they're gonna get me now
I tell my mother i love her, i quickly bell her while i'm running for the cover, while bullets are humming strumming the rubble
I see the bullets hit the puddle
Around are these apocalyptic visions and shit, my boys are huddled but quick
I see him pull the clip out the grenade, throwing it my way, got me running out the way like it's safe
All i can say is there could've been another way, another brother slain in the
Gutter… why the suffering?
It's the gutter rain, can you hear it calling for me?
It's the gutter rain, i can hear it calling for me (x2)
I'm a child of different time, i hear the steps of the blind as they're stepping on a landmine
I hear the sensitive creak, when they underneath my feet,
All the lies that they're speak, they're all mine
And i'm here for them all day, i hear what they all say but they don't shutdown
Don't bleed the same blood, don't share the same love
They watch me from above and they beat me with the glove
Why do i recognise who i be when they wrong me? Even when they're wrong?
See i'm not you. I know you ain't who i thought you were, i was wrong to speak the truth
I should've lied like the rest, now i've got blood on my chest
I'm tryna run from the stress, I got my halo
But they still keeping me down, i ain't got much longer now
It's like this whole fucking town wants me to reload
It's the gutter rain, can you hear it calling for me?
It's the gutter rain, i can hear it calling for me
I can see all their fangs, i see the way that they hang, they're tryna bring me down
I see them coming out the ends of the shade, they're tryna break me for days there's no running away, they're gonna get me now
I tell my mother i love her, i quickly bell her while i'm running for the cover, while bullets are humming strumming the rubble
I see the bullets hit the puddle
Around are these apocalyptic visions and shit, my boys are huddled but quick
I see him pull the clip out the grenade, throwing it my way, got me running out the way like it's safe
All i can say is there could've been another way, another brother slain in the gutter… why the suffering?
It's the gutter rain, can you hear it calling for me?
It's the gutter rain, i can hear it calling for me
Can you hear the gutter?
Can you hear the gutter trickle?
Can you hear the gutter trickle in the rain?