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letra de direction - elatt

[intro: elatt]
ea, 233 boys

[verse 1:elatt]
dear lord can you show me a direction
where to turn, how to move, i need protection
how to pick and choose all the dudes in my section
pluck the weeds out, i can’t move with deception
i got a question, where do i begin?
how am i to tell if he’s a foe or he’s a friend?
how am i to put up with they’re lies and they’re pretense?
have i fallen out of grace? is it too late to return?
i’ve been tryna live right, i’ve been tryna make you proud
but temptation is all i see, and its weighing me down
men i try to tell myself that it’s heaven that i’m bound
that i’ll grow up and i’ll change and i’ll turn my life around
but i’m a man, my time ain’t stopping
i try to dress fresh but my soul ain’t popping
my heart is beating fast, pray the lord don’t stop it
still moving, i ain’t stopping but where am i to go lord?

[hook:elatt]
i need directions, where am i to go lord? 4x

[verse 2: elatt]
i need directions tell me where to go
i’ve been speeding with no brakes but i need gps to know
the kind of route that i should take when i’m laying down the flow
i need a different type of high just to balance out the lows
i’ve been praying for the way when i was living in the coast
i’ve been praying for the way just to sanctify my soul
i was tryna get the waves without looking for a boat
i was tryna get away from the lies that i had told
a life without sin my only vendetta
i’ve been running from my pride, i’m just tryna get better
my heart is still heavy, pray its lighter than a feather
my heart is still heavy when i read about the murder
of the people on the streets, there’s a k!lling every week
a father gunned down made me tear up in my sheets
could be me, could be shot, i could go so fast
i’m tryna figure out the right path but

[hook:elatt]
tell me where to go lord, i need directions. 4x

[verse 3: elatt]
predominantly enslaved, its evidently portrayed
we rioting on the streets is the evidence of our pain
our relevance is the game, our relatives are in graves
our enemies ain’t ashamed, they laughing while we are slayed
our p-ssion will still remain, establishing up our name
the hardship that we obtained, we’ll p-ss it and we’ll be great
we’re p-ssive on all the hate, you’re p-ssengers on our plane
we asking you to remain on your seats cause we on the way and we gone

[hook 1] 8x

- elatt

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