"The Icarus" lyrics
(from "The Birth Of A Nation" soundtrack)
Mm, I got stains on my hands from the work I do
Fate ain't changing my hand, full of purple blues
I've got a razor sharp edge, I ain't hurting you
So why you hurting me, why you hurting me?
Can't you see I'm a man in your perfect noose
How could recreation be the cursed fruits?
With their eyes bulging, staring back at you
Does it not give you nightmares? I know I had a few
Bum-ba-dum-bum-bum
My family in the wind I can feel them
Oh-Lo-Lo
Sometimes I close my eyes and reveal them
Yeh-Leh-Leh
There is freedom in the sky
Can't help but to wonder if you got it already
And I hope the casket don't conceal them
What's in the casket isn't the real them
That's how the universe chose to seal them
Temporarily, momentarily, nature would steal them back
To the freedom in the sky
Can't help but wonder if you got it already
Can't help but wonder if you graduated
To all the wonders that you pass when you rest
I heard of Mansa Musa
My mama and papa told me
All of the stories
Na-na-na-na
I feel a presence before me
I could feel all of the glory
The glorious allegory
I feel your peace, I feel your peace
I'm in the peace, I am the piece
I got a piece, ah
I got scars, I got scars
I got a constellation
I got stars
I got stars
On my back
On my black
I got space
On my back
On my face
That's electricity
I'm in the midst of an epiphany
I got a pistol, hmm
I got pissed off piece that'll hole punched any opposition
To my peace, to my peace
Any predator prey, prepare for an RIP
RIP, oh I see, is it the, the only way?
To the freedom in the sky
Can't help but wonder if you got it already
Can't help but wonder if you graduated
To all the wonders that you pass when you rest
To the freedom in the sky
Can't help but wonder if you got it already
Can't help but wonder if you graduated
To all the wonders that you pass when you rest
Fate ain't changing my hand, full of purple blues
I've got a razor sharp edge, I ain't hurting you
So why you hurting me, why you hurting me?
Can't you see I'm a man in your perfect noose
How could recreation be the cursed fruits?
With their eyes bulging, staring back at you
Does it not give you nightmares? I know I had a few
Bum-ba-dum-bum-bum
My family in the wind I can feel them
Oh-Lo-Lo
Sometimes I close my eyes and reveal them
Yeh-Leh-Leh
There is freedom in the sky
Can't help but to wonder if you got it already
And I hope the casket don't conceal them
What's in the casket isn't the real them
That's how the universe chose to seal them
Temporarily, momentarily, nature would steal them back
To the freedom in the sky
Can't help but wonder if you got it already
Can't help but wonder if you graduated
To all the wonders that you pass when you rest
I heard of Mansa Musa
My mama and papa told me
All of the stories
Na-na-na-na
I feel a presence before me
I could feel all of the glory
The glorious allegory
I feel your peace, I feel your peace
I'm in the peace, I am the piece
I got a piece, ah
I got scars, I got scars
I got a constellation
I got stars
I got stars
On my back
On my black
I got space
On my back
On my face
That's electricity
I'm in the midst of an epiphany
I got a pistol, hmm
I got pissed off piece that'll hole punched any opposition
To my peace, to my peace
Any predator prey, prepare for an RIP
RIP, oh I see, is it the, the only way?
To the freedom in the sky
Can't help but wonder if you got it already
Can't help but wonder if you graduated
To all the wonders that you pass when you rest
To the freedom in the sky
Can't help but wonder if you got it already
Can't help but wonder if you graduated
To all the wonders that you pass when you rest
