Boxing My Shadow Lyrics
| Song | Boxing My Shadow |
| Artist | K'Naan |
| Album | The Dusty Foot Philosopher |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Eaton, K'Naan, Warsame, West | |
| It's like writing to the dead, dear people | |
| I don't know if you'll hear my last plea | |
| But somebody needs to be a little concerned about me | |
| It's like I'm standing on the edge of a high tower by K'neen | |
| Y'all are rootin' me to jump, and nobody stoppin' me | |
| It's like a drug filled rock and roll documentary | |
| Just wait till the world knows what's inside of me | |
| 'Cause you'll be sorry when I'm gone and I'll be gone so very soon | |
| If the pressure on my diaphragm keeps resisting | |
| If the feds keep my brothers stompin' up and down prisons | |
| If you can't understand my offerings and deep mission | |
| No label is willing to see my unique vision | |
| (If metro housing keeps threatening my poor mother with eviction) | |
| You'll be sorry, you'll be sorry | |
| You'll be sorry if I stay so poor | |
| I can't afford my own medicine to cure my ulcer | |
| And get vexed at every rich person that walks past | |
| That won't blast | |
| Just yet I don't even have enough gas | |
| To pass the exit, so don't laugh | |
| Don't laugh | |
| I think a smile is a charity | |
| But fuck, don't laugh my anger | |
| Resulted from pressure, exhaustion | |
| My boys be orphans | |
| My voice is all bent | |
| I'm tired, I'm coughing | |
| My daddy's divorcin' | |
| My momma is hopin' | |
| My eyes be so open | |
| For chances, I'm walkin' | |
| I'm walkin' and talkin' and boxing my shadow | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep | |
| It's like the possibility of making it in the industry | |
| Is just around the corner now, it's just about your ability | |
| But see, it's like an enigma, an insomniac singer | |
| A dream, a figment of your imagination it seems | |
| It'll never be successful | |
| Please protect your neck before they squeeze | |
| I'm your biggest hater, you suck | |
| And even if you don't, you know your luck | |
| You'll probably get run over by a truck before your first label meeting | |
| Meeting is the issue, you prick | |
| Yo, yo, you really make me sick | |
| No, no you make me sick | |
| I can't stand this argument | |
| See this is what happens when my mind starts to dwell | |
| And my strength starts to fail | |
| And I get an anxiety resulted in panic attacks, exhaustion | |
| I might as well look for a fence | |
| My health is dissolving | |
| I am tired, I'm coughing | |
| My wife is divorcing | |
| My girlfriend is open | |
| 'Cause I gotta so open | |
| Over these niggas, walkin' | |
| I'm walkin' and talking and boxing my shadows | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep | |
| And now I sing about the poor, and I sing about the war | |
| And how can I not represent when I'm the most critically acclaimed | |
| Put most emcees to a lyrical shame | |
| Get some, um, fame, express my pain and still keep this shit raw | |
| How can one person be so poor? | |
| Look at it, you're better off without me | |
| I mean even I doubt me | |
| My own dreams mock me | |
| The snicker and talk about me | |
| They want me to suffer about me | |
| Take my life around me, rob me | |
| They got me boxing my own shadow | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won't eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don't sleep |
| zuo qu : Eaton, K' Naan, Warsame, West | |
| It' s like writing to the dead, dear people | |
| I don' t know if you' ll hear my last plea | |
| But somebody needs to be a little concerned about me | |
| It' s like I' m standing on the edge of a high tower by K' neen | |
| Y' all are rootin' me to jump, and nobody stoppin' me | |
| It' s like a drug filled rock and roll documentary | |
| Just wait till the world knows what' s inside of me | |
| ' Cause you' ll be sorry when I' m gone and I' ll be gone so very soon | |
| If the pressure on my diaphragm keeps resisting | |
| If the feds keep my brothers stompin' up and down prisons | |
| If you can' t understand my offerings and deep mission | |
| No label is willing to see my unique vision | |
| If metro housing keeps threatening my poor mother with eviction | |
| You' ll be sorry, you' ll be sorry | |
| You' ll be sorry if I stay so poor | |
| I can' t afford my own medicine to cure my ulcer | |
| And get vexed at every rich person that walks past | |
| That won' t blast | |
| Just yet I don' t even have enough gas | |
| To pass the exit, so don' t laugh | |
| Don' t laugh | |
| I think a smile is a charity | |
| But fuck, don' t laugh my anger | |
| Resulted from pressure, exhaustion | |
| My boys be orphans | |
| My voice is all bent | |
| I' m tired, I' m coughing | |
| My daddy' s divorcin' | |
| My momma is hopin' | |
| My eyes be so open | |
| For chances, I' m walkin' | |
| I' m walkin' and talkin' and boxing my shadow | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| It' s like the possibility of making it in the industry | |
| Is just around the corner now, it' s just about your ability | |
| But see, it' s like an enigma, an insomniac singer | |
| A dream, a figment of your imagination it seems | |
| It' ll never be successful | |
| Please protect your neck before they squeeze | |
| I' m your biggest hater, you suck | |
| And even if you don' t, you know your luck | |
| You' ll probably get run over by a truck before your first label meeting | |
| Meeting is the issue, you prick | |
| Yo, yo, you really make me sick | |
| No, no you make me sick | |
| I can' t stand this argument | |
| See this is what happens when my mind starts to dwell | |
| And my strength starts to fail | |
| And I get an anxiety resulted in panic attacks, exhaustion | |
| I might as well look for a fence | |
| My health is dissolving | |
| I am tired, I' m coughing | |
| My wife is divorcing | |
| My girlfriend is open | |
| ' Cause I gotta so open | |
| Over these niggas, walkin' | |
| I' m walkin' and talking and boxing my shadows | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| And now I sing about the poor, and I sing about the war | |
| And how can I not represent when I' m the most critically acclaimed | |
| Put most emcees to a lyrical shame | |
| Get some, um, fame, express my pain and still keep this shit raw | |
| How can one person be so poor? | |
| Look at it, you' re better off without me | |
| I mean even I doubt me | |
| My own dreams mock me | |
| The snicker and talk about me | |
| They want me to suffer about me | |
| Take my life around me, rob me | |
| They got me boxing my own shadow | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep |
| zuò qǔ : Eaton, K' Naan, Warsame, West | |
| It' s like writing to the dead, dear people | |
| I don' t know if you' ll hear my last plea | |
| But somebody needs to be a little concerned about me | |
| It' s like I' m standing on the edge of a high tower by K' neen | |
| Y' all are rootin' me to jump, and nobody stoppin' me | |
| It' s like a drug filled rock and roll documentary | |
| Just wait till the world knows what' s inside of me | |
| ' Cause you' ll be sorry when I' m gone and I' ll be gone so very soon | |
| If the pressure on my diaphragm keeps resisting | |
| If the feds keep my brothers stompin' up and down prisons | |
| If you can' t understand my offerings and deep mission | |
| No label is willing to see my unique vision | |
| If metro housing keeps threatening my poor mother with eviction | |
| You' ll be sorry, you' ll be sorry | |
| You' ll be sorry if I stay so poor | |
| I can' t afford my own medicine to cure my ulcer | |
| And get vexed at every rich person that walks past | |
| That won' t blast | |
| Just yet I don' t even have enough gas | |
| To pass the exit, so don' t laugh | |
| Don' t laugh | |
| I think a smile is a charity | |
| But fuck, don' t laugh my anger | |
| Resulted from pressure, exhaustion | |
| My boys be orphans | |
| My voice is all bent | |
| I' m tired, I' m coughing | |
| My daddy' s divorcin' | |
| My momma is hopin' | |
| My eyes be so open | |
| For chances, I' m walkin' | |
| I' m walkin' and talkin' and boxing my shadow | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| It' s like the possibility of making it in the industry | |
| Is just around the corner now, it' s just about your ability | |
| But see, it' s like an enigma, an insomniac singer | |
| A dream, a figment of your imagination it seems | |
| It' ll never be successful | |
| Please protect your neck before they squeeze | |
| I' m your biggest hater, you suck | |
| And even if you don' t, you know your luck | |
| You' ll probably get run over by a truck before your first label meeting | |
| Meeting is the issue, you prick | |
| Yo, yo, you really make me sick | |
| No, no you make me sick | |
| I can' t stand this argument | |
| See this is what happens when my mind starts to dwell | |
| And my strength starts to fail | |
| And I get an anxiety resulted in panic attacks, exhaustion | |
| I might as well look for a fence | |
| My health is dissolving | |
| I am tired, I' m coughing | |
| My wife is divorcing | |
| My girlfriend is open | |
| ' Cause I gotta so open | |
| Over these niggas, walkin' | |
| I' m walkin' and talking and boxing my shadows | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| And now I sing about the poor, and I sing about the war | |
| And how can I not represent when I' m the most critically acclaimed | |
| Put most emcees to a lyrical shame | |
| Get some, um, fame, express my pain and still keep this shit raw | |
| How can one person be so poor? | |
| Look at it, you' re better off without me | |
| I mean even I doubt me | |
| My own dreams mock me | |
| The snicker and talk about me | |
| They want me to suffer about me | |
| Take my life around me, rob me | |
| They got me boxing my own shadow | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep | |
| I hate you, I hate this, I hate food, I won' t eat | |
| In case you offend me, I wait you, so don' t sleep |
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