Needle Island - Govana

Notmorgn You hate it when I leave, I wish that I could stay I wish that we could fly to somewhere far away Sometimes I'm feeling good, but never feeling great If our love is so golden, why'd it fade to grey? Still feeling like an outcast, I got some close friends But we don't even talk anymore And recently I learned that the older that I grow I care less and less than before Can't tell if I'm numb, or I'm just growing up I'm getting so good at covering it up It's like a full-time job at being in my head I'm my own boss, I got the needle and the thread I'm getting so good I'm getting so good So good, I'm getting so good I'm getting so good Feel lonely when you leave, but, girl, I gotta go I wish that we could fly out to somewhere on the coast Right now I'm feeling good, I wouldn't call it great Why am I so lonely, but lock myself away? And I hate that it got brushed off when I was just a kid It made me so sad when I was young 'Cause anxiety grew with me, it's hard to talk about it What I'm feeling when I'm 'lone Can't tell if I'm numb, or I'm just growing up I'm getting so good at covering it up It's like a full-time job at being in my head I'm my own boss, I got the needle and the thread I'm getting so good I'm getting so good So good, I'm getting so good I'm getting so good Tell me what's so good about living with the pain If I got one life, why don't I wanna feel a thing? If you love me now, I don't think you'll feel the same 'Cause the weight on my head really damaging my brain Tell me what's so good about living with the pain If I got one life, why don't I wanna feel a thing? If you love me now, I don't think you'll feel the same 'Cause the weight on my head really damaging my brain Can't tell if I'm numb, or I'm just growing up I'm getting so good at covering it up It's like a full-time job at being in my head I'm my own boss, I got the needle and the thread I'm getting so good I'm getting so good So good, I'm getting so good I'm getting so good

I belong to no one like the watermelon rolling with momentum Spitting out its seeds Buried under snow and waiting just to show us How it grows and knows how yummy it will be I belong to no one, a song without an album Long forgotten maxim spoken to the sea I belong with no one, I belong with no one I belong with no one, you belong with me When I was a boy I wished that I was older Wished that I was taller, tall enough to see See the things I see today, now I wish they'd go away Out and let me far astray, astray from what I need Needle in the hay, lost but in my place Peaceful in my way, hope I never have to sow again Tumble, tumble down as I take the ground Make a mighty sound, know what I am, know when I found a way A way, a way, a way to always belong Belong, belong, won't be long until I am gone A way, a way, a way to always belong Belong, belong, won't be long until I am gone I am just a no one, I'm the same as everyone Spinning underneath the sun, head between my knees I belong to no one, I am a minimum Rolling into bigger sums adding them to me Needle in the hay, lost but in my place Peaceful in my way, hope I never have to sow again Tumble, tumble down as I take the ground Make a mighty sound, know what I am, know when I found a way A way, a way, a way to always belong Belong, belong, won't be long until I am gone A way, a way, a way to always belong Belong, belong, won't be long until I am gone A way, belong A way, belong

God and gun Nuff love to mi mom and sons This world mek yuh mad and numb Only survive wid God and gun Mi know di nice guy finish last Why yuh think mi bad and done Badman bad and done Only survive wid God and gun Wi nuh bad back a name Bad back a rifle and napsack a grains One spliff light and one back a ears Screechie dung pon a Juan Matta pace Early mawn' buss bwoy matta face Glock a wave Mi nuh see nuh shotta pon di shotta base 44 sound like a proper bass Soupie run leff eh soup pot a blaze Mi know mi Bible like mi know mi rifle God and gun a weh mi owe mi life to Mi see di pastor bring him gun inna di church And yuh naah seh nutt'n because yuh it license Suh till FLA gimmi mines too Mi affi load when mi have eh poison Nuh trust nuh friend because mi know di cycle Believe mi dawg, mi 40 a mi lone disciple God and gun Nuff love to mi mom and sons This world mek yuh mad and numb Only survive wid God and gun Mi know di nice guy finish last Why yuh think mi bad and done Badman bad and done Only survive wid God and gun Yea thou I walk through the valley a death Mi load mi matic, Jah-Jah guide my steps Regular mi look inna di eyes a death A shoulda nicer mi life a get But success comes wid tribulations Suh plead my cause oh Jah Nah be nuh walk ova, it cyaa talk ova Coulda soldier a walk bout yah Swing eh matic Smaddy run a program gimmi a pic Quick quick gimmi di 40 or a similar clip Finger play and wuk di Bere' like a thing wid a chip Buss dem head, dem tek dem picha inna cinematic Slap him wid di 40 watch him milly rock it Gun powder mini K fire mini rocket Pick out bwoy head py wi nuh pick eh pocket A coulda city traffic Mi have mi God and gun Nuff love to mi mom and sons This world mek yuh mad and numb Only survive wid God and gun Mi know di nice guy finish last Why yuh think mi bad and done Badman bad and done Only survive wid God and gun Man a jump like reindeer Rifle a liff up and change gear Bobby Lane anuh daycare Bare man a look plane fare Nozzle inna mouth and watch eh face tear Everybody aguh get dem fair share Place tense miggle day di square clear Feel unuh get weh unuh stay there Mi know mi Bible and mi know mi rifle God and gun a weh mi owe mi life to Mi see di pastor bring him gun inna di church And yuh naah seh nutt'n because yuh it license Suh till FLA gimi mines too Mi affi load when mi have eh poison Nuh trust nuh friend because mi know di cycle Believe mi dawg, mi 40 a mi lone disciple God and gun Nuff love to mi mom and sons This world mek yuh mad and numb Only survive wid God and gun Mi know di nice guy finish last Why yuh think mi bad and done Badman bad and done Only survive wid God and gun God and gun

Pick up the phone (I'm sorry, but the person you have called is unavailable) Pick up the phone Woman pick up your phone Ohh, yeah (I'm sorry, but the person you have called is unavailable) chuh (Please leave a message after the tone) talk to her Govana Answer my text and my calls please Toss and ah turn cah me can't sleep (can't sleep) Did ah try, but me can't do it How me fi live without mi heartbeat? My room still smell like your perfume Have me ah gaze outside pon di palm trees Me I fit reach for my car keys Cah me haffi find you cah me wan you fi Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only (chuh) Without you inna mi world, I'll be so lonely But you never answer Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only I don't want to end this love story So call me, baby Without a queen, what's a King to a palace? (Chuh) You're even more than a queen, you're a goddess You make me change my life, me ah be honest Charge me fi you love, place me under arrest Baby girl, you complete me Sorry seh me never did deh when you need me And me know nothin' good nuh come cheaply Me ah go change all me ways, girl you need fi Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only (chuh) Without you inna mi world, I'll be so lonely But you never answer Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only I don't want to end this love story (yeah) So call me, baby Hey, pick up your phone (pick up) Number nuh change ah di same one you know Hope you nuh change when you out and ah roam Me love you, but me a no girl clown (girl clown) And love is not a circus (uh) And my heart ah nuh nothin' fi you hurt up (no) Fi ah call and nuh get you, get me nervous So why don't you? (Girl just) Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only (chuh) Without you inna mi world, I'll be so lonely But you never answer Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only I don't want to end this love story (yeah) So call me, baby Pick up, pick-pick up (Girl you need for you to) pick up Woman pick up your phone Answer my text and my calls, please (I'm sorry, but the person you have called is unavailable) Why don't you, girl just Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only (chuh) Without you inna mi world, I'll be so lonely But you never answer Call me (call me) I don't ever wants to be lonely (I don't want to be lonely) Need you inna me life and you only I don't want to end this love story So call me, baby

(Yow) (One) One rifle, one matic enuh dawg One rifle, one matic enuh dawg Yow Things get strange as you get bigger Put yuh trust inna people yuh dead quicker (yeah) Me and mi dawgs dem alone deh pon di location Suh how mi enemies a get picha If mi run a program and buss yuh head Bet seh di wul place call mi fren killa (hmm) But if mi gi' dah pussy yah di chance fi him ketch mi off guard Him buss mi head pon mi bed pilla, so... Mi naah go unless mi gun pon mi (no) Mi nuh know a when dem aguh tun pon mi (no) Nuff a dem pussy yah a run parri Come round fi di whites and di Campari Mi seh mi naah go unless mi gun pon mi (neva) Not even if mi madda an' mi son call mi Two a wi a 'tep it from wi young parri Fi likkle pussy is a pussy dawg tun pon mi Wi used to fire one rifle One matic enuh dawg Bwoy sell mi out fi some crotches enuh dawg One rifle, one matic enuh dawg One matic enuh dawg One rifle One matic enuh dawg Bwoy sell mi out fi some crotches enuh dawg One rifle, one matic enuh dawg One matic enuh dawg Coulda neva be a snitch Coulda neva sell mi killa fi a bitch (yuh mad?) Yuh dead to mi from yuh switch (dead) Buss yuh head, fling him inna ditch (now) Wi a par from bulla and biscuit (yeah) Now a bey pink tip inna di Zig clip (clup) Dawg sell him bredda fi a rich bitch Real top killa tun witness (Jah-Jah) Suh, mi naah go unless mi gun pon mi Mi nuh know a when dem aguh tun pon mi Nuff a dem pussy yah a rum parri (rum parri) Come round fi di whites and di Campari (Campari) Mi seh mi naah go unless mi gun pon mi (neva) Not even if mi madda an' mi son call mi Two a wi a 'tep it from wi young parri Fi likkle pussy is a pussy dawg tun pon mi Wi used to fire one rifle One matic enuh dawg Bwoy sell mi out fi some crotches enuh dawg One rifle, one matic enuh dawg One matic enuh dawg One rifle One matic enuh dawg Bwoy sell mi out fi some crotches enuh dawg One rifle, one matic enuh dawg One matic enuh Coulda neva be rat (no) Try dat a Bobby Lane and dem neva see yuh back (neva) Strike Force, 4th Genna till mi drop (yeah) Start war wid mi bredda, me a knock (clup-clup) A coulda Jericho yuh live, wi nuh business (yeah) Yuh haffi get it from yuh pop up pon di hit list (now) Dawg sell him bredda fi a rich bitch (wah?) Real top killa tun witness Suh, mi naah go unless mi gun pon mi Mi nuh know a when dem aguh tun pon mi Nuff a dem pussy yah a rum parri Come round fi di whites and di Campari Mi seh mi naah go unless mi gun pon mi Not even if mi madda an' mi son call mi Two a wi a 'tep it from wi young parri Fi likkle pussy is a pussy dawg tun pon mi Wi used to fire one rifle One matic enuh dawg Bwoy sell mi out fi some crotches enuh dawg One rifle, one matic enuh dawg One matic enuh dawg One rifle One matic enuh dawg Bwoy sell mi out fi some crotches enuh dawg One rifle, one matic enuh dawg One matic enuh dawg Chemist Records