Nont For Sale - Sudan Archives

You only call me

When you need something

I need to be free

Time to spread my wings

I don’t like leeches

All that nonsense gon' get back with ya

Don’t got time for snitches

You pulling me down

Thought you was my sista

My strings propagate through space and time

Here and there at the same time

Hand dimensions and basic rhyme

You ain’t gotta be mad

Look deeper, go higher when you climb

But stay out of my path

But stay out of my flight path

Never feelin' lonely only glidin', flyin'

Always being constantly reminded

Time is running up, don’t waste your luck, sucker

This is my life don’t mix that up

This is my light, don’t block the sun

This is my seat, can’t you tell?

This is my time, don’t waste it up

This is my land, not for sale

Dry desert air blowin' through my hair

As we blow through the square

We don’t even care

Dirt roads and bare feet

Tied to memories so sweet

Mesmerised men at my feet

Let’s go to the top, just you and me

As the sun hides and the fog takes over

I called it African November

Don’t wait for me summer, oh

Don’t wait for me

Don’t wait for me summer, no

Don’t wait for me

My strings propagate through space and time

Here and there at the same time

Hand dimensions and basic rhyme

You ain’t gotta be mad

Look deeper, go higher when you climb

But stay out of my path

But stay out of my flight path

Never feelin' lonely only glidin', flyin'

Always being constantly reminded

Time is running up, don’t waste your luck, sucker

This is my life don’t mix that up

This is my light, don’t block the sun

This is my seat, can’t you tell

This is my time, don’t waste it up

This is my land, not for sale