Euphorium (Back To The Light) - Phonte

There once was a man who would cry out his eyes

Laughing and singing his sorrow, tomorrow and time after time

Somewhere lost in his mind, back at the scene of the crime

Walking in search of a friend for the night

Between a rock and a quarry, oh sorry but you’re not my type

I won’t put up a fight, please lead me back to the light

Please lead me back

Back to the light

Back to the track with a knack for your type

Flashback to my black bachelor life

That I left in the past with the passion of Christ

A massive assassin on past international nights

Fuck your feelings, we ain’t talking about fear

And no my niggas not talking 'bout beer

When they say that they got a taste for a natural light

Don’t let your impulse make you a slave

Don’t let it take you away, to a place with an ace

And a spade, where you ache for the sake

Making in a year what they make in a day

Locked in a cage with your generational rage

Hate generates renegades

Showing their ass to the crowd 'cause they can’t take it to the stage

Been feeling real good man, when I see myself

First time in my life feeling like I can finally be myself

Cashews on special, shit I might treat myself

I drop science not history bitch, I don’t repeat myself

Nigga be mad I said it, y’all niggas not gon' set it

Y’all niggas wait for permission to engage

Motherfucker I been wedded, in your DNA, I’m embedded

Rap game Sallie Mae, y’all indebted

Pray to the Lord for a course that’ll feed me, long as it leads me

Please lead me back to the light

Please lead me back to the light

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