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letra de the raven - kinsey

[verse 1]
it’s the raven, equipped with a strap
it’s the raven gettin’ ya back
it’s the raven, clique with a cat
and today you gon’ pay for ya sh-t when it’s sn-tched
every day i would say you was a l!ck now ya capped
but you paid no attention to that
you just stayed frontin’, ay, i can’t stick ya for that
it’s okay when you make easy livin’ on cash
but just you wait ’till some kid with a gat
comes along and, now you’ve got predicaments man
how you explainin’ this sh-t, cause a fad
that’s the one thing you had faith that you’d kick and surp-ss
but, here you is, dead, took a hit or miss
dare to say i didn’t miss
hair is all the trigger is
away from, popping off and copping
a double homi- copper case
now i’m in a proper chase
foot is well off of the breaks
fact it’s on accelerate
focus on me selling tapes
holding up me mental state
give me sum to celebrate
give me sum to celebrate
a little birdie told me i was nothin’
a little birdie told me that i stunt too much
and a little birdie told me i was frontin’
so i said can i ask who the f-ck you are
and he said that he satisfies, he satisfies… what does he satisfy?

[interlude]
and the raven satisfies
strong flowing, deep currents
strong flowing, deep currents
of desire

[hook]
a little birdie told me i was hurting
so he pulled me close to hold me
i hurt him and now he’s curling up
on the floor bleeding again

[verse 2]
i deliver the holy spirit
i hear that my homies fear it
i’m here but there’s no one nearin’
it’s clear that my soul needs clearing i’m
more money problems – more problems less money
i asked god to solve ’em, but i guess he’s been running
low on cash, grab, hit my stash, in a flash, get the flask
hit the back door, stumble, mumble
it’s almost over i tell my fam we a-ok
but they keep acting kosher
i tell ’em “chill i’ll lay some tapes”
but instead of hope, nah
they put me on the layaway…
f-ck… f-ck ’em
take it back to the last couple of days
where, everyone i knew they all went their separate ways
and, some ended up dead and, some are in my head
some are in my head like the raven in my head
he tells me it’ll be alright if i stay with him so he holds me tight
but, even though i feel no fright, i feel he may just take a bite
so, back to him i try and fight but in my blight, my sight turns white
with hatred, anguish, fear. a sacred shallow tear is shed
the blood of the dead isn’t red

[outro]
i wonder if there’s an escape

- kinsey

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