I Bought a Badu Vinyl - 070 Phi, Treee Safari, Enzo

I never cried when my Daddy died

I mean I did inside, but I just let it slide

Abusive father left an artist seekin' for a home

And a houseful of women that depend on their own

I seen the beauty of life

But then they recognize and stepped inside

But still it came around

And now we’re set to vibe

And I can see

Thoroughly, yeah, yeah, yeah

Time’s-a wastin'

Don’t you take your time with me

Keep on driftin'

Ain’t no tellin' where you’ll land

Run away, run away

Yeah, we turned sixteen to twenty-four

And then we turned it into twenty more

Lord, forgive me, I just wanted more

Badu comin' out the vinyl

Calmly asked me what I’m runnin' for

Who you runnin' from

Man, how you try and up the score and then get nothin' done

New designer fresh, but this shit here’s a one-of-one

From the slums, where the bass ain’t only comin' from the drums

Nicky got a cannon that be singin' like Mariah hums

But he ain’t divorce it, that’s his number one supplier, huh

All his homies dyin', been at war, but this is Zion, huh

When I meet the gates, that’s when you’ll see the God that I am

Ain’t perfect, but no denyin' the energy in my triumph, huh

Too many niggas with empty pockets and empty dreams

Too many niggas from my block with these empty schemes

My niggas downed the whole bottle, now that’s an empty lean

He lost his soul to them drugs, now that’s an empty fiend

Time’s-a wastin'

Don’t you take your time with me

Keep on driftin'

Ain’t no tellin' where you’ll land

Run away, run away

Some people may not understand what it takes to be a man

Takin' full command