Visiting Hour Songtext
von Raekwon feat. Andra Day

Ha
I wanna be where you are
Where you are

You see my heart won′t let up
I'm trying not to fall
Wish I could write you a letter
I know you heard it all before
What I mean, what I want is
I wanna be where you are
Where you are, safe from harm
In your arms, in your

Got to stay on my feet, I can′t slip
Remain focused 'cause these vultures are lurking
Praying I don't win
But they can forget about it because I ran for this
Yeah, tears and sweat, devoting my life, I planned for this
Keeping the slammer close, I′m not alone
Smoking that black cabbage, making my enemies poof begone


So the facts is
Money make niggas throw rocks at the throne
I′m thinking, spoilin' their action
Reality is, I mean business
Please stay out my way
For real I′m serious, negativity out my space
I wear grown man britches, this is no child's play
Making haters love me, so our relation is love, hate

See I describe great
Then you despise that
Putting pressure back in this game
Word from this live cat
Niggas besides that
I′m from a place where most don't make it out alive
And homicide can′t even buy that

You see my heart won't let up
I'm trying not to fall
Wish I could write you a letter
I know you heard it all before
What I mean, what I want is
I wanna be where you are
Where you are, safe from harm
In your arms, in your


Some of my niggas is still taking penitentiary chances
Life lessons
They never learned whether they lived or die
They not concerned
Caught in the system, flips, they got mouths to feed
By any means they got to earn

Who am I to knock ′em if they cover their faces stocking?
Run up in the spots and let the Glock kick
That used to be me
Young, ruthless, and carefree
Until I seen the bigger picture
Shifted, my way of thinking

At 25, that life is real
So is the casket once it close on you
Words to the youth, its not a game, ′cause life will swerve on you
And she's a bitch and could care less about the nerves on you

To either what I′m saying
One day it just might change your life
From poor to rich living, better fresher in white leather
From out the hand me downs
Flashing high-priced threads
Matching the foreign cars in the driveway
Living that wealth forever
From me to you young world
Here's my letter

You see my heart won′t let up
I'm trying not to fall
Wish I could write you a letter
I know you heard it all before
What I mean, what I want is
I wanna be where you are
Where you are, safe from harm
In your arms, in your

(I′m coming from the city where they run out) your arms
(You know I seen it all before)
(I ain't here to judge you, I've been down) I wanna be in your arms
(You know I done it all before) Uh-huh

(I′m coming from the city where they run out)
(You know I seen it all before)
(I ain′t here to judge you, I've been down)
(You know I done it all before)