Tumi and the Volume- Signs Lyrics

Tumi and the Volume- Signs Lyrics

Travel light

  The bags of life need handles tight gripped
  Cause man knows it’s vital
  Bright candle light in manholes
  Like you got closed mind
  Yes you are confined
  Freedom’s natural as time moving, riot shooting
  Now its Kaffirs and Boers aside
  Doing Pantsula Jive
  That’s two thousand five
  Sing hallelujah survive
  Better to just shoot up and die
  See that the truest of signs
  Lead back to you as divine
  You decide, who defines
  Human pursuit through what eyes
  When nothings perfect
  Rise above the surface
  Trials are there for purpose, signs
  What you interpret
  Defines what you on earth for
  Rely on human effort and signs
  When it all goes downhill
  And you sitting inside
  With a flat wheel
  Turn the window up
  Better be alert
  Get a gear-lock and a tow truck with a bit of luck
  I told you
  It’s a game of casino poker
  When the lottery roll over
  Close but,
  No Philly blunt, no videos
  No silly hoes, no millions
  But so what
  You are bigger than a photo-op
  With a foremost pop star
  Know your chakra
  How to grow to adult
  From a stone that was sown
  In the soil to a thrown like Shaka
  I got soul but I am no Sinatra
  Rhythm hit me hard like Malombo drums
  Keep faith in God if you go through drama
  Lift fist up if you know the signs
  When nothings perfect
  Rise above the surface
  Trials are there for purpose, signs
  What you interpret
  Defines what you on earth for
  Rely on human effort and signs
  When nothings perfect
  Rise above the surface
  Trials are there for purpose, signs
  What you interpret
  Defines what you on earth for
  Rely on human effort and signs
  In a world with a dark and a bleak past
  Who can up and tangle with these stats
  Few if not trample each lap
  Like an animal jungle free perhaps
  It’s the way of the dreamer path, or
  It’s the latest VISA passport
  Break down when you need to fast forward
  Stay south when the beast is up north
  Kick rhymes and they say that
  I am a poet
  Its life and its played just like a sport
  But it’s not the sought
  With Nikes on
  Walk soft them souls just might be wore out
  Torn and that resolves nothing
  Sure as mountains raw shouting
  Molten rock on floors that resolves nothing
  Sure as mountains raw shouting
  Molten rock on floors my eyes
  saw the signs are raw
  When nothings perfect
  Rise above the surface
  Trials are there for purpose, signs
  What you interpret
  Defines what you on earth for
  Rely on human effort and signs
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