Music Video
Sixth Minor
Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Isaac Tate IV
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Love let us lift this high
Take us across the sky
Drink till the sun don't shine
Dream till you wake your sleep
Jump to the crimson tide
Move till you're hypnotized
Sleep till the Savior rides
Dream till you wake your sleep
Live till the limits die
Try till you just can't cry
Fly till you just can't fly
Dream till you wake your sleep
And when you paid your tithes
Come to the riverside
Jump in and take dive
Dream till you wake your sleep
Micah
Baptize us
And hide us
From fire
Dream till you wake your sleep
Micah
Baptize us
And hide us
From fire
Dream till you wake your sleep
Love let us lift this high
Take us across the sky
Drink till the sun don't shine
Dream till you wake your sleep
Jump to the crimson tide
Move till you're hypnotized
Sleep till the Savior rides
Dream till you wake your sleep
Live till the limits die
Try till you just can't cry
Fly till you just can't fly
Dream till you wake your sleep
And when you paid your tithes
Come to the riverside
Jump in and take dive
Dream till you wake your sleep
Micah
Baptize us
And hide us
From fire
Dream till you wake your sleep
Micah
Baptize us
And hide us
From fire
Dream till you wake your sleep
Madness, bout had it with the has beens had it
Drug turns to cope, the cope turns to crack addicts
In the basement or the attic
She couldn't crack the habit
You blame it on the youth
I blame it on the atmos
Fear in our hearts
Reality is hidden
Of course the code of life
Would be locked beside our spirit
If you did, I didn't
Regulation, conversation, amalgamation, dedication
Facts of life will rule the nation
Moral of the story
Young chick, real classic
Tasked with some shit
I child should never have to bag with
Riding to the school
On her mongoose bike
Doing 20 in a 10
Catching wind from the height
She was trucking something serious
Naïve, delirious, curious
Led to a bold case experiment
Damn
Momma locked up for a gram
Or two
Daddy with a chick he barely knew
Or three
Granny bout old as 83
Or four
Yes the little girl is only 4
Or five
Big brother ran the streets until he died
Or six
Big sister couldn't make it out the mix
However it be
Or however it go
A child is in denial
Of the world she barely know
Shit, I'm just a man to stand here ten toes
To the ground
Hands up, don't shoot, I'm through
Micah
Baptize us
And hide us
From fire
Dream till you wake your sleep
Micah
Baptize us
And hide us
From fire
Dream till you wake your sleep
Written by: Isaac Tate IV
