Suave-club & Dr Koul - Waiting feat. Evita Koné lyrics

[Verse 1: Dr Koul] I'm a fool to the foolish, and blind to the blind I'm cruel to the cruel, but kind to the kind I'm a lyricist's lyricist, a ghost writer's ghost writer A revolutionary revolutionary fighter I'm a confidant's confidant A gentleman to gentlemen's Gentlemen And doctor to the doc I'm a cat to a b**h, to a p**y I'm a dog I'm a catch to the fish, a servant of God I'm an anarchist anarchist, not religious nor atheist I'm cooking up the healthy and the tastiest It's a fine line between d** and medicine You're dying from the herbalist, when he's irrelevant Between love and hate, between sin and purity Fine line between guilt and shame But the same heresy - Not cowardly nor brave enough for suicide Maybe I'm just saving up for another life... [Chorus: Evita Koné] We've been waiting so long For the things that we said that we want But we had all along, Yeah We've been waiting so long For the things that we said That we think that we said that we want But that's not so [Verse 2: Dr Koul] Delivering rhythms of answers Living within a bonanza Whispering hymns of the panthers Giving it in every stanza Political parties of rastas A lyrical love of the dancers Where twenty percent of the ma**es Are put in a pen for resenting the masters We're stuck in a cup of mola**es It's dastardly, everlasting, that's the half And you don't want the fraction The banks are pulling the maths And calling the cops to cover it up The mask is there for the ga**es We fought on the gra**, they smashing our gla**es- Its not the freedom we asked for You see the disaster coming We're running for pastures But no one has nothing pa** us They pat us and frisk and hara** us This battle is just like the past ones And these ba*tards want to cla** us And they laugh at us as they lash us And we clasp at all that we have that's The rap and also the peace, love, unity! Reason, respect, humility? While they abuse with impunity We're looking for God within you and me They call it a democracy But we know that the oligarchy's got an army - All that we're demanding is honesty [Chorus: Evita Koné] [Verse 3: Dr Koul] Further from the plan and the plan gets clearer Further from the land and the land gets dearer Murdering the lamb 'till the lamb is the leader Further from the damned: Heaven never gets nearer Have more than you show, speak less than you know Have war with the flow, make peace with the soul Don't hate or you breed more hate than you sew Don't waste your seeds, have patience to let them grow I'm not a martyr I'm just wasting ink Claiming water is the greatest drink I have a friend who sees life through a twisted lens Yet if he'd only seize life he'd have the gift of zen! He looked me in the eye And told me he was too scared to die It made me wonder, "How scared am I?" Still not cowardly nor brave enough for suicide I really must just be saving up for another life... [Chorus: Evita Koné] We've been waiting so long For the things that we said that we want But we had all along, Yeah We've been waiting so long For the things that we said That we think that we said that we won