Letra No questions B Wise

No questions

Look where we are
Look where we're going
Man, look where we came from
Back then you had to raise your son like a soldier
You definitely made one
Where I got my name from, Eagle of God
So I pray to the lord
Hoping the letters in my birth certificate brings me closer with my knees to the floor
After grandpa died, well soon I would notice a change
Your boy was becoming a man
But the man became a bigger boy all of the same
Life of an adolescent, doing things that were never tested
I was learning on the go, theory nothing like practice
How was I to know?
But we would have mad fun
When I lived on Gladstone
Can tell I'm my dad's son
'Link with the boys and we get into something
And fucks? We never gave one
Was this the way I was brought up?
Well my mum would kindly disagree
If you see how I was back then, you'd wonder now how I got a degree
Senior year man, that shit was great
High school was only a place to congregate
Out on the oval, lookin' for the bitches
We were just young and being misogynistic
Skinny brown boy, afro real frigid
Provin' to the lads this chick I can get with
Nerdy blonde thing, behind the demountable
Got my first biscuit, damn
Then I got my first real girlfriend after
I'm a big man so I'mma go harder
I was 19, she was 24, had enough of materialism and she wanted more
It never really mattered I was younger
All that mattered is I came with that young love
I was fascinated, infatuated
Until I heard she missed her time of the month
Wait. Wait

If I could take it back, I would live with that
And do it all the same
No questions
If I could take it back, I would live with that
And do it all the same
No questions

Yeah you ain't gonna like it but I'm just tellin' my story
So many reasons and factors I'm here that I just can't take all the glory
Remember the time we got locked in the fishbowl, the racist police were provoking
And in Liverpool if you had the wrong phone you'd get rolled, and sometimes we were rollin 'em
Thankful to Staff for showin' us raps
Me and Young Glove we would write in the kitchen
Thankful to Gasm for giving me beats
No one [?] was gon' show us the vision
We were just four young brothers rebellin'
And back then they block us but now they all listen
Afro-Australia's making a name
This stage is my slave, and this mic I'm just whippin like
Coming from the underground
Now they gon' see me around
Know that your boy got me holding it down
These critics and blogs they in love with the sound
Yeah from day one, the way that I acted, the way that I talk, wondering where I'm from
You can assume about me all you want
Just listen to all the lines of this song
I hope that they get it, cause me I'm a menace
On beats I'm a villain, this flow I'm relentless
Very best guidance I ever received
"Keep it one hundred and remain authentic."
That's what I'm doin', I'm a stay true and
Live my life, paint a picture for your viewing
If this was a movie, I am the producer, the star, the director, to tell you to start and stop shootin'
Goddamn

If I could take it back, I would live with that
I'd do it all the same
No questions
If I could take it back, I would live with that
I'd do it all the same
No questions

No
No regrets