05 McKinley Dixon - ... From The Kitchen Table
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From the timeline where niggas don't die
The skyline just takes back our fables
Reporting to you, live, sitting at Carrie Mae's kitchen table
With my right hand placed on rifle, left hand gesturing 'bout some fables
To a child who don't yet understand
I pray one day she able, from the table where
Doin' hair is still a crusade, and what's the point?
When they pop lil' boy where his fingers stick his pomade, I seen it
Should've took a route less scenic, but when you don't see sun often
Warmth is something got you fiending, I'ma
Live, live, live, live, live (whoa)
Live from my mama's kitchen table
Where she pulls heartbreak to her chest
And folds up cards to keep legs stable
Where the currency for meals is often the laugh that that's exchanged in
I ain't seen you in a minute, so sorry, tears blurring your frame
Our line different, nothing missin'
You ain't call, but we ain't trippin', come in
Still remember the seatin', treat the home just like the heart
Keep it warm and always beatin', it's a-
Live, live, live, live, live
I'm not the one
I'm not the one
I'm not the one
I'm not the one
Live, live, live, live, live (nothing more ironic than bottle popping)
When kin is breathing through a tube
Almost chalked the function when I got the news
How hypocritical would it be
Feeling guilt 'bout the lack of connection
And using that very reason to distance myself from blessings?
So go shawty, uh, it's ya birthday
Even on his worst days, giveth and he taketh
Either way, I gots to see it through
Early memories of you, metal detectors
Pops staring off into space 'cause his mental contested
Years later, barging in, said your sentence was lowered
What should have been tears of joy seemed like an awkward moment
What should have been constant love was just the same as all else
Saw you occasionally, the same amount as it was in jail
So when I got that text message, as I sprayed my cologne
What should have been tears of pain was just staring at phone
Nobody knew the next step, I had to step up
Funny how the pain of my lover had taught me lessons
Damn, so I write this before my visit, that's if I can even visit
It's different, usually the elders talk and I listen
Won't be sure how to respond to his lack of response
Lack of that kitchen table, slowly taking me away from mines
Oh, I'm not the one
I'm not the one
Live, live, live, live, live
I'm not the one
I'm not the one
Oh, I'm not the one
I'm not the one, yeah
The skyline just takes back our fables
Reporting to you, live, sitting at Carrie Mae's kitchen table
With my right hand placed on rifle, left hand gesturing 'bout some fables
To a child who don't yet understand
I pray one day she able, from the table where
Doin' hair is still a crusade, and what's the point?
When they pop lil' boy where his fingers stick his pomade, I seen it
Should've took a route less scenic, but when you don't see sun often
Warmth is something got you fiending, I'ma
Live, live, live, live, live (whoa)
Live from my mama's kitchen table
Where she pulls heartbreak to her chest
And folds up cards to keep legs stable
Where the currency for meals is often the laugh that that's exchanged in
I ain't seen you in a minute, so sorry, tears blurring your frame
Our line different, nothing missin'
You ain't call, but we ain't trippin', come in
Still remember the seatin', treat the home just like the heart
Keep it warm and always beatin', it's a-
Live, live, live, live, live
I'm not the one
I'm not the one
I'm not the one
I'm not the one
Live, live, live, live, live (nothing more ironic than bottle popping)
When kin is breathing through a tube
Almost chalked the function when I got the news
How hypocritical would it be
Feeling guilt 'bout the lack of connection
And using that very reason to distance myself from blessings?
So go shawty, uh, it's ya birthday
Even on his worst days, giveth and he taketh
Either way, I gots to see it through
Early memories of you, metal detectors
Pops staring off into space 'cause his mental contested
Years later, barging in, said your sentence was lowered
What should have been tears of joy seemed like an awkward moment
What should have been constant love was just the same as all else
Saw you occasionally, the same amount as it was in jail
So when I got that text message, as I sprayed my cologne
What should have been tears of pain was just staring at phone
Nobody knew the next step, I had to step up
Funny how the pain of my lover had taught me lessons
Damn, so I write this before my visit, that's if I can even visit
It's different, usually the elders talk and I listen
Won't be sure how to respond to his lack of response
Lack of that kitchen table, slowly taking me away from mines
Oh, I'm not the one
I'm not the one
Live, live, live, live, live
I'm not the one
I'm not the one
Oh, I'm not the one
I'm not the one, yeah
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.57] From the timeline where niggas don't die
[00:02.15] The skyline just takes back our fables
[00:04.29] Reporting to you, live, sitting at Carrie Mae's kitchen table
[00:07.53] With my right hand placed on rifle, left hand gesturing 'bout some fables
[00:11.37] To a child who don't yet understand
[00:13.16] I pray one day she able, from the table where
[00:16.66] Doin' hair is still a crusade, and what's the point?
[00:18.84] When they pop lil' boy where his fingers stick his pomade, I seen it
[00:23.65] Should've took a route less scenic, but when you don't see sun often
[00:26.94] Warmth is something got you fiending, I'ma
[00:29.10] Live, live, live, live, live (whoa)
[00:33.56] Live from my mama's kitchen table
[00:35.47] Where she pulls heartbreak to her chest
[00:37.42] And folds up cards to keep legs stable
[00:39.58] Where the currency for meals is often the laugh that that's exchanged in
[00:43.05] I ain't seen you in a minute, so sorry, tears blurring your frame
[00:46.51] Our line different, nothing missin'
[00:48.13] You ain't call, but we ain't trippin', come in
[00:52.01] Still remember the seatin', treat the home just like the heart
[00:55.17] Keep it warm and always beatin', it's a-
[00:57.39] Live, live, live, live, live
[01:04.49] I'm not the one
[01:11.50] I'm not the one
[01:18.53] I'm not the one
[01:22.13] I'm not the one
[01:27.48] Live, live, live, live, live (nothing more ironic than bottle popping)
[01:29.95] When kin is breathing through a tube
[01:32.04] Almost chalked the function when I got the news
[01:34.40] How hypocritical would it be
[01:36.59] Feeling guilt 'bout the lack of connection
[01:38.92] And using that very reason to distance myself from blessings?
[01:42.68] So go shawty, uh, it's ya birthday
[01:45.95] Even on his worst days, giveth and he taketh
[01:49.02] Either way, I gots to see it through
[01:51.31] Early memories of you, metal detectors
[01:54.42] Pops staring off into space 'cause his mental contested
[01:57.99] Years later, barging in, said your sentence was lowered
[02:01.37] What should have been tears of joy seemed like an awkward moment
[02:04.85] What should have been constant love was just the same as all else
[02:08.24] Saw you occasionally, the same amount as it was in jail
[02:11.81] So when I got that text message, as I sprayed my cologne
[02:15.46] What should have been tears of pain was just staring at phone
[02:18.90] Nobody knew the next step, I had to step up
[02:22.19] Funny how the pain of my lover had taught me lessons
[02:26.16] Damn, so I write this before my visit, that's if I can even visit
[02:30.78] It's different, usually the elders talk and I listen
[02:34.14] Won't be sure how to respond to his lack of response
[02:37.48] Lack of that kitchen table, slowly taking me away from mines
[02:42.52] Oh, I'm not the one
[02:48.55] I'm not the one
[02:52.06] Live, live, live, live, live
[02:59.11] I'm not the one
[03:04.17]
[03:06.25] I'm not the one
[03:10.85] Oh, I'm not the one
[03:16.83] I'm not the one, yeah
[03:21.18]
[00:02.15] The skyline just takes back our fables
[00:04.29] Reporting to you, live, sitting at Carrie Mae's kitchen table
[00:07.53] With my right hand placed on rifle, left hand gesturing 'bout some fables
[00:11.37] To a child who don't yet understand
[00:13.16] I pray one day she able, from the table where
[00:16.66] Doin' hair is still a crusade, and what's the point?
[00:18.84] When they pop lil' boy where his fingers stick his pomade, I seen it
[00:23.65] Should've took a route less scenic, but when you don't see sun often
[00:26.94] Warmth is something got you fiending, I'ma
[00:29.10] Live, live, live, live, live (whoa)
[00:33.56] Live from my mama's kitchen table
[00:35.47] Where she pulls heartbreak to her chest
[00:37.42] And folds up cards to keep legs stable
[00:39.58] Where the currency for meals is often the laugh that that's exchanged in
[00:43.05] I ain't seen you in a minute, so sorry, tears blurring your frame
[00:46.51] Our line different, nothing missin'
[00:48.13] You ain't call, but we ain't trippin', come in
[00:52.01] Still remember the seatin', treat the home just like the heart
[00:55.17] Keep it warm and always beatin', it's a-
[00:57.39] Live, live, live, live, live
[01:04.49] I'm not the one
[01:11.50] I'm not the one
[01:18.53] I'm not the one
[01:22.13] I'm not the one
[01:27.48] Live, live, live, live, live (nothing more ironic than bottle popping)
[01:29.95] When kin is breathing through a tube
[01:32.04] Almost chalked the function when I got the news
[01:34.40] How hypocritical would it be
[01:36.59] Feeling guilt 'bout the lack of connection
[01:38.92] And using that very reason to distance myself from blessings?
[01:42.68] So go shawty, uh, it's ya birthday
[01:45.95] Even on his worst days, giveth and he taketh
[01:49.02] Either way, I gots to see it through
[01:51.31] Early memories of you, metal detectors
[01:54.42] Pops staring off into space 'cause his mental contested
[01:57.99] Years later, barging in, said your sentence was lowered
[02:01.37] What should have been tears of joy seemed like an awkward moment
[02:04.85] What should have been constant love was just the same as all else
[02:08.24] Saw you occasionally, the same amount as it was in jail
[02:11.81] So when I got that text message, as I sprayed my cologne
[02:15.46] What should have been tears of pain was just staring at phone
[02:18.90] Nobody knew the next step, I had to step up
[02:22.19] Funny how the pain of my lover had taught me lessons
[02:26.16] Damn, so I write this before my visit, that's if I can even visit
[02:30.78] It's different, usually the elders talk and I listen
[02:34.14] Won't be sure how to respond to his lack of response
[02:37.48] Lack of that kitchen table, slowly taking me away from mines
[02:42.52] Oh, I'm not the one
[02:48.55] I'm not the one
[02:52.06] Live, live, live, live, live
[02:59.11] I'm not the one
[03:04.17]
[03:06.25] I'm not the one
[03:10.85] Oh, I'm not the one
[03:16.83] I'm not the one, yeah
[03:21.18]