Akinyemi Dust Calling Lyrics

*blowing wind sounds*

[intro]
Aren't those the same ones wishing for your goal
Tell ‘em niggas sit down, taking what you wrote
Swear I had a fit now, looking to the road
But who knows, who knows, who knows, who knows, who knows

(Who, who, who, who, who)

[hook]
Dust calling waiting for the wind
Door unopened, hopefully they let me in
Scribble this thought down, patented with a pen
Living room tragic, I'm asking ‘em again (who, who, who?)
Dust calling waiting for the wind
Door unopened, hopefully they let me in
Scribble this thought down, patented with a pen
Living room tragic, how can fast can we begin? (in, in, in, in, in)

[verse]
So I start the interrogation
I fled, in a foreign nation
I'm patient to what could face me
Is it nothing?
The same white picket fence, the incumbent
Resides in
Focus, the prize wins
More than money

It's power, that's what I'm talking
The shoes, that I'll never walk in
A fool, to the moves that often
The hour, that's slowly clocking
6, 7, shit.. it's 8 now
Stomach rumbling, food we never ate
How?
They still ain't open this door
I'm ringing, singing the same songs accompanied with force We banging abandoned windows, gated but never closed
I'm hoping that someone hear us
An old soul with the serum
Assorted holes in this theorem
But stay solidified
And maybe we could rise
Second floor don't seem too high
I know it is.. the quiz finds the beholder
Body shaking in mind with the cold shoulder
Momma told me don't climb on the ladders
What if I'm older?
What if I live? What if I give?
Something to show her
What if I miss?
Slip on my lip
What would I owe her?
Explanations of who..
Interrogated the truth
And designated to sue
As soon as the dust blew, (ew, ew, ew)
[hook]
Dust calling waiting for the wind
Door unopened, hopefully they let me in
Scribble this thought down, patented with a pen
Living room tragic, I'm asking ‘em again (who, who, who?)
Dust calling waiting for the wind
Door unopened, hopefully they let me in
Scribble this thought down, patented with a pen
Living room tragic, how can fast can we begin? (in, in, in)

[outro]
Who..who..who..who..who..who..who..who..who?

Ends on la..la's