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letra de the learning, the spiritual - garrineh

[intro]
throughout these 20something years i’ve learned many things; i’ve learned to appreciate love over hate, that i don’t need to be praised to know that i can be great. i’ve learned that blood doesn’t necessarily make people relate, can’t say something real while my actions are fake
live how you live. be great

[verse 1]
celebrate my imperfections
forgive my faults, all troubles i’ve caused
before i make my dreams lucid
sorry for the hearts i faulted and wounded
i rip the prices of my own cost
i work hard so i can be my own boss, of course
with my mental force, with metaphors i’m able to connect my thoughts
“broken promises, my pockets’ is full of holes expensive things i never bought…”
these thoughts that i just can’t ignore…
you can’t fight a life that is yours
lord if i grip on just a bit long to explain how i lasted this long will i get clearance ’bout my parents?
my guess is, i kept on words that they left me
my father said to me, “son i have no doubt you have energy to pursue what you’re meant to be. but you’ll never find clarity or inner peace while you’re in the streets every night
now recognize your enemy, pf-ka!
’cause your friends will be..not what they seem or pretend to be”
i felt like he was sweating me
he only saw more potential in me even more
that’s why my heart poured when momma said, “i just don’t know you anymore. you act without thinking
hlayisani who you fooling? now don’t you think that i know that you drinking?
even if they’re boastful don’t let the people control you
they’ll use you then dispose you
do what you’re supposed to
be hopeful, my son they can never control you”

[bridge]
to appreciate love over hate
i don’t need to be praised to be great
blood doesn’t really make us relate
i can’t say something real while i’m fake
to appreciate love over hate
i don’t need to be praised to be great
blood doesn’t really make us relate
can’t be real while my actions are fake

[hook]
praise to the most high
eternal life; don’t let the ghost die
and i hope i dream that i never boast
i hope my dreams are never gon’ die
i hope i dream that i float to the sky
i hope i dream that we…all fly
i hope i dream my words never die
i hope i dream that we’re brave to try

[verse 2]
harder the background, harder to back down
can’t turn my back now even if i crash out
all blood, sweat, tears, time, years, money cashed out for me is about to be earned back now!
how does that sound? cool
but i forget the life i once knew
what can i do? living with the people around you claim that they found you
friendship amounts to people who love while they doubt you?
like, “you can’t bust through, we don’t trust you, no we don’t believe, no we don’t trust you!”
so it’s power over greed, money over them?
all that i need seem to overwhelm
i love my friends, i’ll die for my fam’
you form a big part of my life, of my plan
trapped in a jam, for my distance i hope you understand
another discussion on its own
but i just wanna make it from home
and most of the times when i feel alone
maybe it’s because i don’t answer my phone
don’t know if it’s wrong, if it’s wrong then its right!
baby even if i get lost in the mic
i’m just tryna make the songs that you’ll like
sorry but i can’t stay long for the night

[verse 3]
with the hate and the love and the doubts all around us
a couple of puffs to get high from my downers
in giyani that’s where they found us
so you look at me crazy when i say i’ll be among greatest rappers and lyricists?
so remember this when giyani’s on the atlas
when my sister blows up to be an actress
i have to say this; i’m not embarr-ssed
history, it happened, it’s no mystery
’cause of your blackness you never have access
sorry to be this blunt though but that bullsh-t must go
f-ck no, f-ck what they say
i’m hlayisani from giyani s.a
i’d rather stand and die on my feet
before i drop down on my knees in defeat
it’s lies people speak, lies coming out their t–th
telling me somethings are far from my reach
well i hope i dream my words never die
i hope i dream that i float to the sky
i hope i dream that we..all fly
young, black, gifted lyrical from giyani and for this i’m a criminal?
because it’s hard to believe that a township kiid can compose these syllables
the learning, the spiritual!

- garrineh

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