Until the Lion Learns to Speak Lyrics

Song	Until the Lion Learns to Speak
Artist	K'Naan
Album	The Dusty Foot Philosopher
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	作曲 : K'Naan, Warsame
	Until the lion learns to speak
	The tales of hunting will be weak
	My poetry hales within the streets
	My poetry fails to be discrete
	It travels across the earth and seas
	From Eritrea to the West Indies
	It knows no boundaries, no cheese
	It's studied in parts of Greece
	(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
	I am sick as far as lyrics
	Not with, as far as gimmicks
	I spit, barrage and limit
	The shit they talk, and rip it
	I'm hip, the hop is livin
	I skip the obvious women
	Don't get what I'm presenting
	No rims, my mind spinning
	(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
	I was born and raised in a place
	Where torn of flame would blaze
	Where the foreigners are not embraced
	Where they warn you jog and pace
	Where loners lower their gaze
	Where the corners slow at a chase
	Where they twist and turn in the maze
	With the pistol 'pon your face
	(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
	So come with me to my lungs
	The depth and be overrun
	With passion see how I come
	No cash I am free in the slums
	The past can we overcome
	I am asking we be the ones
	To actually be the ones
	To free our people from guns
	(hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
	I was born and raised in a place
	Where torn of flame would blaze
	Where the foreigners are not embraced
	Where they warn you jog and pace
	Where loners lower their gaze
	Where the corners slow at a chase
	Where they twist and turn in the maze
	With the pistol 'pon your face
	(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
	So come with me to my lungs
	The depth and be overrun
	With passion see how I come
	No cash I am free in the slums
	The past can we overcome
	I am asking we be the ones
	To actually be the ones
	To free our people from guns
	(hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
	Until the lion learns to speak
	The tales of hunting will be weak
	My poetry hales within the streets
	My poetry fails to be discrete
	It travels across the earth and seas
	From Somalia to the West Indies
	It knows no boundaries, no cheese
	It's studied in parts of Greece
	(Hadii kale waxaan lahaa aheey)
	Say I am sick as far as lyrics
	Not with, as far as gimmicks
	I spit, barrage and limit
	The shit they talk, and rip it
	I'm hip, the hop is livin
	I skip the obvious women
	Don't get what I'm presenting
	No rims, my mind spinning
	(runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey

	zuo qu : K' Naan, Warsame
	Until the lion learns to speak
	The tales of hunting will be weak
	My poetry hales within the streets
	My poetry fails to be discrete
	It travels across the earth and seas
	From Eritrea to the West Indies
	It knows no boundaries, no cheese
	It' s studied in parts of Greece
	runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey
	I am sick as far as lyrics
	Not with, as far as gimmicks
	I spit, barrage and limit
	The shit they talk, and rip it
	I' m hip, the hop is livin
	I skip the obvious women
	Don' t get what I' m presenting
	No rims, my mind spinning
	runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey
	I was born and raised in a place
	Where torn of flame would blaze
	Where the foreigners are not embraced
	Where they warn you jog and pace
	Where loners lower their gaze
	Where the corners slow at a chase
	Where they twist and turn in the maze
	With the pistol ' pon your face
	runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey
	So come with me to my lungs
	The depth and be overrun
	With passion see how I come
	No cash I am free in the slums
	The past can we overcome
	I am asking we be the ones
	To actually be the ones
	To free our people from guns
	hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey
	I was born and raised in a place
	Where torn of flame would blaze
	Where the foreigners are not embraced
	Where they warn you jog and pace
	Where loners lower their gaze
	Where the corners slow at a chase
	Where they twist and turn in the maze
	With the pistol ' pon your face
	runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey
	So come with me to my lungs
	The depth and be overrun
	With passion see how I come
	No cash I am free in the slums
	The past can we overcome
	I am asking we be the ones
	To actually be the ones
	To free our people from guns
	hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey
	Until the lion learns to speak
	The tales of hunting will be weak
	My poetry hales within the streets
	My poetry fails to be discrete
	It travels across the earth and seas
	From Somalia to the West Indies
	It knows no boundaries, no cheese
	It' s studied in parts of Greece
	Hadii kale waxaan lahaa aheey
	Say I am sick as far as lyrics
	Not with, as far as gimmicks
	I spit, barrage and limit
	The shit they talk, and rip it
	I' m hip, the hop is livin
	I skip the obvious women
	Don' t get what I' m presenting
	No rims, my mind spinning
	runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey

	zuò qǔ : K' Naan, Warsame
	Until the lion learns to speak
	The tales of hunting will be weak
	My poetry hales within the streets
	My poetry fails to be discrete
	It travels across the earth and seas
	From Eritrea to the West Indies
	It knows no boundaries, no cheese
	It' s studied in parts of Greece
	runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey
	I am sick as far as lyrics
	Not with, as far as gimmicks
	I spit, barrage and limit
	The shit they talk, and rip it
	I' m hip, the hop is livin
	I skip the obvious women
	Don' t get what I' m presenting
	No rims, my mind spinning
	runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey
	I was born and raised in a place
	Where torn of flame would blaze
	Where the foreigners are not embraced
	Where they warn you jog and pace
	Where loners lower their gaze
	Where the corners slow at a chase
	Where they twist and turn in the maze
	With the pistol ' pon your face
	runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey
	So come with me to my lungs
	The depth and be overrun
	With passion see how I come
	No cash I am free in the slums
	The past can we overcome
	I am asking we be the ones
	To actually be the ones
	To free our people from guns
	hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey
	I was born and raised in a place
	Where torn of flame would blaze
	Where the foreigners are not embraced
	Where they warn you jog and pace
	Where loners lower their gaze
	Where the corners slow at a chase
	Where they twist and turn in the maze
	With the pistol ' pon your face
	runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey
	So come with me to my lungs
	The depth and be overrun
	With passion see how I come
	No cash I am free in the slums
	The past can we overcome
	I am asking we be the ones
	To actually be the ones
	To free our people from guns
	hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey
	Until the lion learns to speak
	The tales of hunting will be weak
	My poetry hales within the streets
	My poetry fails to be discrete
	It travels across the earth and seas
	From Somalia to the West Indies
	It knows no boundaries, no cheese
	It' s studied in parts of Greece
	Hadii kale waxaan lahaa aheey
	Say I am sick as far as lyrics
	Not with, as far as gimmicks
	I spit, barrage and limit
	The shit they talk, and rip it
	I' m hip, the hop is livin
	I skip the obvious women
	Don' t get what I' m presenting
	No rims, my mind spinning
	runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey

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