Mark Foster - On the Other Side lyrics

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Mark Foster - On the Other Side lyrics

[Hook: Mark Foster] I spy with my little eye a murderer A murderer Soul on the wretched in the streets you've never heard of The streets you've never heard of These are the people who were tryin harder to sleep or what Trying harder to sleep or what We sailin' on we sailin' in the seas appease no-one [Verse 1: K'naan] I know I know I know I know I came a long way Oh yeah we from a hard-knock life all day I k** a k**er with a k**er-spit 9mm On my hip Went legit Then signed me a deal-a Had it hard so you bitter n***a cry me a river Coz I'm from the piss and life's grimiest liver I mean it's realer? than brooder? than fruger? than I'm really little Got a brother and a sister and I'm in the middle Mother tryin' figure out how to buy me a dinner Then I hide a piece of bread for my little n***a Coz he waitin outside Too shy to ask and too young to die Too weak to rob and too good to lie Two years go by… he a k**er Pissed about a piller Then he go to work Monkey see monkey do grow the guerilla So he turned another wife into a widow Which turned another son into a bitter Root of all evil it's all lethal injection without interjection from people Fall back But ain't no cushion round here This is my block Call it co*k-block coz ain't no p**y ‘round here He's a hard-head, and a pot-head, if he keep it up he'll be a chopped head But he heard his voice in the future instead And it said: [Hook: Mark Foster] You're feelin' small, it seems so high It's just a wall, I'm waiting on the other side I won't let you slide Love won't break, I'll catch you on the other side [Verse 2: K'naan] Merci merci for all my blessings and the mercy Coz sometimes it coulda gotten messy Like if my shot came and left me Still actin wild, dumb and thirsty Still sayin' come and test me Still sellin' crack by Yonge n Wellesley And low wage cops could still arrest me That's just not s**y I know you feel it Who woulda thought I would go 4-wheelin in Morocco With a fine dime I brought from Stockholm Take it from a warchild never enlisted Life is twisted Like: “I'm not the only one” Lennon said Chapman is here But Lennon's dead [Hook: Mark Foster] You're feelin' small, it seems so high It's just a wall, I'm waiting on the other side I won't let you slide Love won't break, I'll catch you on the other side [Bridge: Mark Foster] Don't let me go astray Coz I am afraid I need your strength So I won't be afraid [Hook: Mark Foster] I spy with my little eye a murderer A murderer Soul on the wretched and the streets you've never heard of The streets you've never heard of These are the people who are tryin harder to sleep or what Tryin harder to sleep or what We sailin on we sailin in the seas appease no-one

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