[00:15.48][Verse 1:]*
[00:34.47]Until the lion learns to speak
[00:36.87]The tales of hunting will be weak
[00:39.18]My poetry hales with in the streets
[00:41.46]My poetry fails to be discrete
[00:43.77]It travels across the earth and seas
[00:46.05]From Eritrea to the West Indies
[00:48.39]It knows no boundaries
[00:50.07]No cheese
[00:50.70]It studied in parts of Greece
[00:52.38](Runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
[00:54.54]I am sick as far as lyrics
[00:57.03]And with this far as gimmicks
[00:58.77]I spit par age and limit
[01:00.51]The shit they talk in rapid
[01:02.25]I am hip the hop as living
[01:03.99]I skip the obvious woman
[01:05.64]Don't get what I am presenting
[01:07.35]No rims my mind spinning
[01:09.15](Runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
[01:11.16][Verse 2:]
[01:12.00]I was born and raised in a place
[01:13.80]Where torn of flame would place
[01:15.54]Where the foreigners not embrace
[01:17.28]Where they warn you jog and pace
[01:19.02]Where loners low what they gaze
[01:20.73]Where the corners slow at a chase
[01:22.44]Where they tarts and turn in the maze
[01:24.15]With the pistol upon your face
[01:26.04](Runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
[01:28.74]So come with me to my longs
[01:30.60]The death and deal we run
[01:32.37]With passion see how I come
[01:33.99]No cash I am free in the slums
[01:35.85]The past can we overcome
[01:37.56]I am asking we be the ones
[01:39.24]To actually be the ones
[01:40.98]To free our people from gun
[01:42.51](Hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
[01:43.17][Verse 3:]
[01:45.60]I was born and raised in a place
[01:47.49]Where torn of flame would place
[01:49.26]Where the foreigners not embrace
[01:50.94]Where they warn you jog and pace
[01:52.68]Where loners low what they gaze
[01:54.42]Where the corners slow at a chase
[01:56.13]Where they tarts and turn in the maze
[01:57.84]With the pistol upon your face
[01:59.73](Runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
[02:01.80]So come with me to my longs
[02:04.41]The death and deal we run
[02:06.09]With passion see how I come
[02:07.77]No cash I am free in the slums
[02:09.60]The past can we overcome
[02:11.25]I am asking we be the ones
[02:12.96]To free our people from gun
[02:14.94](Hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
[02:17.07][Verse 4:]
[02:17.67]Until the lion learns to speak
[02:20.01]The tales of hunting will be weak
[02:22.35]My poetry hales with in the streets
[02:24.60]My poetry fails to be discrete
[02:26.88]It travels across the earth and seas
[02:29.13]From Somalia to the West Indies
[02:31.59]It knows no boundaries
[02:33.24]No cheese
[02:33.81]It studied in parts of Greece
[02:35.55](Hadii kale waxaan lahaa aheey)
[02:36.24]Say I am sick as far as lyrics
[02:40.29]And with this far as gimmicks
[02:42.03]I spit par age and limit
[02:43.80]The shit they talk in rapid
[02:45.57]I am hip the hop as living
[02:47.22]I skip the obvious woman
[02:48.90]Don't get what I am presenting
[02:50.61]No rims my mind spinning
[02:59.34](Runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey

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Until the lion learns to speak
The tales of hunting will be weak
My poetry hales with in the streets
My poetry fails to be discrete
It travels across the earth and seas
From Eritrea to the West Indies
It knows no boundaries
No cheese
It studied in parts of Greece
(Runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
I am sick as far as lyrics
And with this far as gimmicks
I spit par age and limit
The shit they talk in rapid
I am hip the hop as living
I skip the obvious woman
Don't get what I am presenting
No rims my mind spinning
(Runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
I was born and raised in a place
Where torn of flame would place
Where the foreigners not embrace
Where they warn you jog and pace
Where loners low what they gaze
Where the corners slow at a chase
Where they tarts and turn in the maze
With the pistol upon your face
(Runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
So come with me to my longs
The death and deal we run
With passion see how I come
No cash I am free in the slums
The past can we overcome
I am asking we be the ones
To actually be the ones
To free our people from gun
(Hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
I was born and raised in a place
Where torn of flame would place
Where the foreigners not embrace
Where they warn you jog and pace
Where loners low what they gaze
Where the corners slow at a chase
Where they tarts and turn in the maze
With the pistol upon your face
(Runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
So come with me to my longs
The death and deal we run
With passion see how I come
No cash I am free in the slums
The past can we overcome
I am asking we be the ones
To free our people from gun
(Hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey)
Until the lion learns to speak
The tales of hunting will be weak
My poetry hales with in the streets
My poetry fails to be discrete
It travels across the earth and seas
From Somalia to the West Indies
It knows no boundaries
No cheese
It studied in parts of Greece
(Hadii kale waxaan lahaa aheey)
Say I am sick as far as lyrics
And with this far as gimmicks
I spit par age and limit
The shit they talk in rapid
I am hip the hop as living
I skip the obvious woman
Don't get what I am presenting
No rims my mind spinning
(Runtaa hadii kale waxaan lahaa aaheey