LionRiddims - Far Away lyrics

[Intro] It's a new life for me yeah [Refrain] Far away (far away) I tell you far away (I tell you far away) Me say far away (me say far away) It's a new life (it's a new life) Again, far away (again, far away) I tell you far away (I tell you far away) Me say far away Original Poupa Lost, give me the mic, boom bang [Couplet 1] If you wanna know why it's because travel me dream Now a kid aged of five is ready for the screen Ready for the film, but youths get outside I'll tell you why you've got to move, with a bad fat style Original L.O.S.T microphone k**er Move, you have to move, you have to go get some real I say Don't believe what you see on the medias And all the good songs are missing on the radio Are you ready, yo? Or your spirit is dark and narrow I'm a pirate pon the mic, call me "Jack Sparrow" Don't worry in my backpack, I've got no lack of arrows Lot of barrels full of fat tracks all ready to farrow There's no harrow, all you need is fly away You need to follow, follow your skyway Don't listen, don't believe, don't look What glistens, juste live and don't be a crook [Refrain] Far away (far away) I tell you far away (I tell you far away) Me say far away (me say far away) It's a new life (it's a new life) Again, far away (again, far away) I tell you far away (I tell you far away) Me say far away Original Poupa Lost, give me the mic, boom bang [Couplet 2] You need to travel, I hit my lyrics with a gavel 'Cause the devil makes of your mind a revel I'm a rebel, I got no time for that And pon the top yo, you know we are climbing at Far away, my spirit is far away All I want is live as I drive, fast on the highway, boy Far away, my spirit is far away, yeah, yeah So you better listen what we say The mic we crush, you know I don't need a brush To draw what I think and pon the s*uts, we need a flush We don't want the lush, and I am ready for the rush Me nah stop, me nah drop, still running in this slush Original L.O.S.T microphone k**er Move, you have to move, stop looking the mirror Dope dealer, my finger on the trigger I sing for the real, no b**hes nor villas [Refrain] Far away (far away) I tell you far away (I tell you far away) Me say far away (me say far away) It's a new life (it's a new life) Again, far away (again, far away) I tell you far away (I tell you far away) Me say far away Original Poupa Lost, give me the mic, boom bang