Your Father's Son - Shayfer James

You should be careful where you stand

It could be days, it could be hours

But every arrows got to land

So if you’re any good at riddles

You should take a crack at this

If every second has a fiddle

Does every razor have a wrist

It fits

So well

What you’ve become is

Your father’s son which

Will never be much of anyone

Well

What you’ve become is

Your father’s son which

Will never be much of

Of anyone

Stealing time in raids and riots

Now you’ve more than you can hold

And so you’re gambling with a giant

From some fairytale you’ve told

So if you’re any good at bluffing

I suggest you do it quick

Cause everyone is next to nothing

And every tock will have a tick

It fits

So well

What you’ve become is

Your father’s son which

Will never be much of anyone

Well

What you’ve become is

Your father’s son which

Will never be much of anyone

Well what you’ve become can

Not be undone and

You’ll never be much of

Of anyone

God help you if you ever need a friend

God help you if you ever need a friend

God help you if you ever need a friend

God help you if you ever

Ever, oh

Well

What you’ve become is

Your father’s son which

Will never be much of anyone

Well

What you’ve become is

Your father’s son which

Will never be much of anyone

Well what you’ve become can

Not be undone and

You’ll never be much of anyone

Well

What you’ve become is

Your father’s son which

Will never come too much of anyone