Текст песни: Footprints + перевод

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

Even when you thought you had a sad life

A lot of situations had you mad tight

Think about your darkest times you had light

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

Right, right

My mother told me that having my own seed would make my love get much deeper

And putting God in my music’s like the ultimate feature

Can you imagine how you’d feel, if you go from starving artist to a major label

rapper, then a substitute teacher?

My life was full of contradictions like a drug-dealing preacher

Trying to find an earthy, bourgeois, curvy, humble, cute diva

Used to think I was defined by what comes through your speakers

And I would never get acknowledged until I run with the reaper

When you start to envision your memorial service

Or when you move big pounds and you don’t get too nervous

It’s like you’re looking for the bottom

I’m just glad I ain’t get knocked or I ain’t pick up an addiction

I was close to the furnace

With hellfire waiting, Lucifer whispering, I was listening

Picturing taking pills or receiving judicial discipline

I was given a mission then, there were kids who were entering

Dangerous situations, and I was one of the middlemen intervening in lives,

yo I had to believe

There’s no coincidences, even when your happiness leaves

When I was thinking how the Heaven could this happen to me

One set of footprints, He was carrying me

And you’re mad at the world like each day you face a lying mirror

Every second birth is further, dying’s nearer

Maybe when you stop complaining’s when your mind gets clearer

In this homicidal and violent era

Pray for my prey

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

Even when you thought you had a sad life

A lot of situations had you mad tight

Think about your darkest times you had light

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

Right, right

It’s like when Christopher Wallace got a divorce from his beautiful wife,

there are times when we all lose faith

It’s just like the twenty-dollar bill, when your life gets kinda real and

sometimes you need a new face

A lot of us carry around baggage

From past hurt that happened

Can’t fly with a heavy suitcase

You been at your job for mad years but your dreams attract fear,

you’ll never make it, you play it too safe

Somebody was asking if I was underground, we don’t see

Categories, classifications when you speak so free

Is it hip-hop gospel? I just bleed on beats

And what’s an emotional gangsta?

An «Emo» G

If I’m in everybody’s phone like an emoji between the numbers and the mic,

that’s the t-o-p, I did it

Same cat that used to c-o-p from weedspots ducking c-o-p's, walks with G-O-D

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

Even when you thought you had a sad life

A lot of situations had you mad tight

Think about your darkest times you had light

You know there’s footprints in the sand right?

Right, right

I don’t do religion I don’t look down on you if you’re still on your journey

If you gang affiliated, unaware of His mercy

If you focused on Foamposites, I’m focused on deposits, and giving you deep

logic, hoping I ain’t too wordy

I remember telling my mother that I didn’t feel worthy

I said the bed I had at six is where I sleep and I’m thirty

I remember when my girl told me I did her dirty

She called off the wedding, and I pretended that it ain’t hurt me

But the truth is I was nervy, like that night that I hurried on the road from a

trip moving work, outside of Jersey

When the cops pulled the guns my vision got crazy blurry

But the tears didn’t come out of fear, they came from fury

I remember thinking don’t let them squeeze first, and turn me to a hashtag,

trending topic, viral clip, t-shirt

God must have softened the heart of officer mean jerk

I made it home to bed, my aunt Betty said that I need church

I ain’t disagree with that

I ain’t raise my tone, I just know the house of worship extends when you’re not

at home

Like the time those young Crips grabbed my chain and pulled out their chrome,

One bullet was a warning, the other flew past my dome

I was gone off Henny, I really could’ve been gone

They were Warriors, and all of those shots got me out my zone

Your soul, your spirit’s a gift, it’s not a loan

There’s a reason why you even exist, and you’re not alone

But… just like Bruce Wayne on that dark night

He lost his parents, sometimes it’s a hard fight

We want followers, but followers they crossed Christ

Still can’t believe you took Sean Price, I need this chorus

I know there’s footprints in the sand right

I know there’s footprints in the sand right

I know there’s footprints in the sand right

I know there’s footprints in the sand right

Even when I thought I had a sad life

A lot of situations had me mad tight

Think about my darkest times I had light

I know there’s footprints in the sand right