Howard Shore & Metric - Mecca lyrics

[Verse] Getting shot is easy, tried it 7 times Now I'm just a solo poet workin on my rhymes k**er used to think he was wise to the system Prince of the street always do things his way But he had a case of conventional wisdom Never say nothing the others don't say Threat of dawn that wakes the east to the cry My souls unfolding, oh God, oh man Livin high at last s**ing the tit milk Of prayer and fast, man gave the news in a slanted room And it felt like a sliver of icy truth, felt my sad a** soul Flying out the mouth would go to splitting down To the root, let me be who I was I'm round through that loss but living... [Chorus] Coming from the streets to Mecca (Mecca) d**h no matter where you go, come and get ya (get ya) Coming from the streets to Mecca (Mecca) d**h no matter where you go, come and get ya (get ya) [Chorus] Coming from the streets to Mecca (Mecca) d**h no matter where you go, come and get ya (get ya) Coming from the streets to Mecca (Mecca) d**h no matter where you go, come and get ya (get ya)