Jano
I said keep on steppin
We don't need you back
I said keep on steppin
Please don't look back
I said keep on steppin
Please don't come back
I said keep on steppin
Ohh, keep on steppin
You don't want me to shine in your name way
You don't want me to learn how to play
All the strings and keys
And the... melodies
And the... touching beats
Father please listen
I'm not what you wanted
But I am what mother has been looking for
Father... don't you see
I'm a... prodigy
Let the... music speak
So that... you can see
I'm not... incomplete
I'm growing... slow-o-ly
Take your... time wit me
Don't rush... to the beat
Father I might not kick a ball
But I've seen it all
All the pain you saved us from
I've seen it all
Yeah life is bitter than the taste of alcohol
In my seasons you let the leaves fall with no winter
Art is in blood so I painted you a sinner
I lost focus
For a moment
I was hoping
You would notice
That I wasn't coping
As a showman
Who's quoting
To show that you're corrosive
You said my notes are hopeless
I said I hope you're joking
I lost my flow in oceans
Father please listen
I'm not what you wanted
But I am what mother has been looking for
I see the jazz in your feet
The blues in your heart
The soul in your mind
The gospel in your prayers
The rock in your step
The rap in your lessons
All I see is music in your presence
I was born wit your e-ego
I feel in love wit people
You don't see us as e-equals
Your spirit don't match ma soul
You made ma path but How far go...
You don't need to know
We don't need you back
I said keep on steppin
Please don't look back
I said keep on steppin
Please don't come back
I said keep on steppin
Ohh, keep on steppin
You don't want me to shine in your name way
You don't want me to learn how to play
All the strings and keys
And the... melodies
And the... touching beats
Father please listen
I'm not what you wanted
But I am what mother has been looking for
Father... don't you see
I'm a... prodigy
Let the... music speak
So that... you can see
I'm not... incomplete
I'm growing... slow-o-ly
Take your... time wit me
Don't rush... to the beat
Father I might not kick a ball
But I've seen it all
All the pain you saved us from
I've seen it all
Yeah life is bitter than the taste of alcohol
In my seasons you let the leaves fall with no winter
Art is in blood so I painted you a sinner
I lost focus
For a moment
I was hoping
You would notice
That I wasn't coping
As a showman
Who's quoting
To show that you're corrosive
You said my notes are hopeless
I said I hope you're joking
I lost my flow in oceans
Father please listen
I'm not what you wanted
But I am what mother has been looking for
I see the jazz in your feet
The blues in your heart
The soul in your mind
The gospel in your prayers
The rock in your step
The rap in your lessons
All I see is music in your presence
I was born wit your e-ego
I feel in love wit people
You don't see us as e-equals
Your spirit don't match ma soul
You made ma path but How far go...
You don't need to know
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Writer(s): Onalenna Tabane
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