Sky Is An Old Friend

Album cover art for "Sky Is An Old Friend" by Propaganda & Vanessa Hill

Propaganda & Vanessa Hill - Rap, Christian

Sky Is An Old Friend

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[Intro] Same blood [Chorus: Vanessa Hill & Propaganda] Sky (Yeah), earth (Ayy), sun (Yeah), rain (We are old friends) Joy (Yeah), love (Yeah), fear (Ayy), pain (We are old friends) Sky, earth, sun, rain (We are old friends) Joy, love, fear, pain (We are old friends) [Verse 1: Propaganda & Vanessa Hill] You remind me to keep my dreams big And head in the clouds, and imagine out loud (Earth) Sweet mother Earth keep my feet rooted And tapped in and listenin' to sacred feminine She is the source of vitamins and nutrients And too much of a good thing can flame your cores I think I hеar now what you been sayin' A little drizzle and cold can soothe your soul And bring joy to thе darkest hours like the summer showers And hidin' your emotions is rather coward She's the origin of everything gorgeous And anything short of it ain't really important Can heal the crippled 'cause sin ripples a warning Learn to channel her energy, she ain't your enemy Rain gets a bad rap, if we ain't had that you can clear that CashApp coppin' that hazmat [Chorus: Vanessa Hill & Propaganda] Sky (Yeah), earth (Ayy), sun (Yeah), rain (We are old friends) Joy (Yeah), love (Yeah), fear (Ayy), pain (We are old friends) Sky, earth, sun, rain (We are old friends) Joy, love, fear, pain (We are old friends) [Verse 2: Propaganda] Mach speed, I took flight, watch Prop giggle at gravity Life is not a riddle, no boohoo's after tragedy Might've flinched a little when Damoose took a stab at me No apology, black, y'all gon' have to be mad at me I set my sight on new pastures As if green grass could erase my past Or the scars left, new air from same Earth Imagine every border, it's the same dirt A love narrative of tragedy and glory A new crib in the burbs won't change the story And my work calls with a meditation Divine gift in my voice, existin' is spaceless And my body ain't thin at all, I feel the gravity of it all Found reality follows me where I roam Three-sixty degrees back home under [Chorus: Vanessa Hill & Propaganda] Sky (Yeah), earth (Ayy), sun (Yeah), rain (We are old friends) Joy (Yeah), love (Yeah), fear (Ayy), pain (We are old friends) Sky, earth, sun, rain (We are old friends) Joy, love, fear, pain (We are old friends) [Outro: Vanessa Hill] Sky, earth, sun, rain Joy, love, fear, pain Sky, earth, sun, rain Joy, love, fear, pain

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  • Propaganda
  • Vanessa Hill
  • ​theBeatbreaker