Shipwrecked lyrics

[Intro: TheMIND]

Witnessed the end of our fair lady

A million pieces lost at sea

Ruined is the crew

That's setting sail with me

Oh Lord we're sinking, God knows we fall

Set sail for Heaven, pray my soul won't get lost

Pray God accepts me, I know I'm wrong

But we've been shipwrecked, since we were born

[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]

It was 91st and Langley, we was 6 deep

Stepping up the stairs, black Buick with a slick creep

Moving down the block we had froze (froze)

Felt the tension in my toes “Man who is that? I don't know"

Driving slow, man, he probably throwed

See we was thrown off, it was New Year's Eve

I still remember when my baby lungs blew them trees

I still felt like a saint when I drew that breeze

On the corners was I hanging never banging, but I knew them G's

It's been tragic, since Boy Meets World it's been savage

But the goal was never really the beef, its been cabbage

We kill for it, when we die we can't have it

But we can't kill the habit holding on to this boat 'til we shipwreck

[Hook: TheMIND]

So we swim upon the shore, I die on sand before the dawn

I watch my niggas die afraid what could I fear

They say the waves will wash our sin

That we were black because our skin

I know we gazed upon the promise, but I'm not sure

[Interlude]

(Shipwrecked!)

(Shipwrecked!)

Oh, we've got a supernatural love

(Shipwrecked!)

(Shipwrecked!)

Oh, we've got a supernatural love

[Verse 2: Mick Jenkins]

I been in these waters like the Titanic

Waves crashed down, you'd have thought a nigga drowned,

But I’m staring at the sky like, “Why panic?"

Don’t you know who I pray to? We've been looking like prey

I just caught this shit at the prelude, peace

I been keeping it, steppin' to the wolves

Forever a black sheep to the herd

How you not heard about this nigga?

You think you feeling the flow?

It's somewhere in the ceiling, I’m not high

Trust, off the green, a nigga get it like Popeye, (uh!)

I’ve been trying to give 'em what’s good

But don’t call it food for thought; shit taste like a hot fry, (uh!)

Shit had a nigga so thirsty I couldn’t see straight

It was like I was cock-eyed

Fam, tell 'em what you’ve seen on the southside

Tell 'em, tell 'em where you been, nigga

Tell 'em where you’re going

Cole Park whenever I was outside, (uh!)

Somebody shooting nigga, even when it’s snowing

In the cold, you could see the people thirsty

Well, I gotta little water right here, you heard me

All you gotta do is take a sip

And I don’t want your souls, and I do not want your gold

I just do it for the Free my nigga don't trip

Don’t trip, I do it for the free, my nigga, don’t trip

Don’t trip, I do it for the free, my nigga, don’t trip

[Outro: Sample]

Ten thousand tiny soldiers marching right through my heart

Couldn't keep me at bay

• Artist:Mick Jenkins
• Album:The Water(s) (2014)