JL - SOS

Текст песни

There’s no reason to hide
There’s nowhere you can run
You can yell as loud as you want
You can shoot off your flare
Good luck, nobody will call
There’s no one around here
SOS, scream at the top of your lungs
Sorry, but you’re too far gone
There’s no rest for the wicked, nor a blue-red siren
No one hears you down here
No one hears you down here
Everyone around here
Screaming 'til I strip my throat
Cracking like I missed thy note
Acting like I missed my boat
Think I wanna feel like this? I don’t
Stuck up in the house, ain’t a roach to smoke
They say they coming through, but hit me with the okie-doke
And it is where I don’t belong, cold
I just sat in front of Pro Tools for 12 hours, I’m old
Don’t feel like touching the stove
Just mope around in my robe
Go stand in front of a map and stare at the fucking globe
Like I’m about to run out and none of them even know it
Was supposed to be out the trap, cherishing every moment
Boarders won’t let 'em through, niggas' just scared of COVID
Was looking at school when thinking 'bout re-enrollment
Instead it could be the day of atonement
Know you still running from it, I own it
There’s no reason to hide
There’s nowhere you can run
You can yell as loud as you want
You can shoot off your flare
Good luck, nobody will call
There’s no one around here
SOS, scream at the top of your lungs
Sorry, but you’re too far gone
There’s no rest for the wicked, nor a blue-red siren
No one hears you down here
No one hears you down here
Everyone around here
Lone wolf that is mistaken
Deserted, is unworthy and just stay blunt
The lack of an audience really gets strainin'
Got me tapping the microphone like «Is this thing on?»
Self-quarantine, I been quaran-taining
But these idol hands searching for some sort of entertainin'
I been isolated, what’s understood doesn’t need explaining
I concluded in solitude of mind that so many faking
Yellin' at a veil is embarrassing
Couldn’t fake the man, never ended well in the
Tell 'em I’m legit because they’re not even aware of it
Never comprehend, you too quick to make a comparison
Quit it, nigga, nobody’s willing to sympathize
Would you be better off the sooner you realize?
Ain’t no use in choosing sides
Word they say new highs
We need to remove the disguise
There’s no reason to hide
There’s nowhere you can run
You can yell as loud as you want
You can shoot off your flare
Good luck, nobody will call
There’s no one around here
SOS, scream at the top of your lungs
Sorry, but you’re too far gone
There’s no rest for the wicked, nor a blue-red siren
No one hears you down here
No one hears you down here
Everyone around here