Текст песни
bismilla to the bismilla
i'm trying to get my
head right heart right hands right
ego won't shoot me a fair fight
my appetites call me like a crack pipe
rules get loose the excuses air tight
i'm trying to get my
head right heart right hands right
you only get one damn life
looking for it in the daytime
with a flashlight
i'm talking about head and heart and hands
got a big ass head
full of big ideas
a library read between my ears
it's how loud i get
when i'm trying to convince
you to see how obviously right it is
i didn't mean to put the water in your eyelids
to compare you to the failures that i lived
just projecting my regrets and my fears
onto my friends my wife and my kids
damn it all
save my soul
can you sing the words that turn these
broken hearts to gold
love and serve
and come and save my soul
do i still have time to squeeze
a diamond out my coal
i said head and heart and hands
i got a deep heart
love real hard
straight soldier for love up in the jihad
for my birds of a feather i'm a peacock
give you iphone code and the key card
i like to make friends take em to the apex
but when the same expectations ain't met
i take everything they ever did as suspect
about to punish em by taking all my love back
damn it all
save my soul
can you sing the words that turn these
broken hearts to gold
love and service
come and save my soul
do i still have time to squeeze
a diamond out my coal
i said head and heart and hands
i got hulk hands
and they're not for play
i'm trying to make the action match
with what the mouth say
some of em play the whole role like broadway