Xav - Lucid Dreaming Lyrics

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray Yahweh my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray Yahweh my soul to take

Blow to this
Laugh with your friends make a joke to it
I'd love if you say you feel some hope through it
Don't worry bout a hater cuz they all clueless
And when they had their chance man they all blew it
Sold your soul and it wasn't even gold Judas;
That's so foolish
Asking me if I'm Kosher and I aint Jewish
Misconceptions of reality
And symbolism that they can't believe
Wear your Halo like a canopy
And you can open up your mind like a can of peas
And be aware that you can't appease them
Summer spring fall. Yes all the seasons
These hypocrites they can't stand to reason
Rather stick to the lies and deceiving

Sometimes I feel like I could take,
A stroll through the park - after dark
Just me and my music - My dreams be all lucid
My headphones on - All the static I muted

Every artists focus on the lyrical
Even if it mean dismissal of the spiritual
Words of wisdom and yet they so cynical
In their attempts to climb up to the pinnacle
Why you gotta be so typical.
Why you had to lose all your principles
Peace-loving; but I abuse syllables
Soul searching more important than the physical
Some say that I'm simplistic
Simply cuz I aint materialistic
But my girl doll faced and she only wearing lipstick
Sometimes I really feel like I'm a misfit
Cuz when the love left I'm the only one that missed it
Young black male but I aint just a statistic
Strange flow, weirdo, philosopher, a mystic
Live free, kiss me, just optimistic

Sometimes I feel like I could take
A stroll through the park - after dark
Just me and my music - My dreams be all lucid
My headphones on - All the static I muted

Run away for the day forget the distance
When I'm coming back I'm bringing some assistance
Zebra course black and white coexistence
It aint optional cuz I'm insistent
The Muslims, the Christians
The hoodlums, the Egyptians
The drop-outs, the Princetons
The old folks, the children
The Spaniards, the pilgrims
Caucasian, the Amerindians
The heroes that's disguised as villains
The girls in stilettos, tight clothes and linen
The Crips and the pimps, the victims and killers
Whether u listening 'Purple Rain' or 'Thriller'
If you bumping Metro Boomin or J Dilla
The whole world the seven billion

Sometimes I feel like I could take
A stroll through the park - after dark
Just me and my music - My dreams be all lucid
My headphones on - All the static I muted

Xavier... Wake up...