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American Recordings - Wine Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The new wine is dying on the vine
How much must you age before you're ageless?
Align yourself with the divine
Allow your inner sage to burn you rage-less
'Cause I find, through testaments of time
There is no space for time within your mind
If you're looking for yourself, yourself you'll find
Through the crystal of your spirit you'll inherit the divine
You are God, you best believe
Don't waste your time down on your knees
It's everybody for themselves
You have the fire and the cross
Don't save your soul, it's our loss
Collective soul, collective wealth

[Verse 1 – Reprise]
The new wine is dying on the vine
How much must you age before you're ageless?
Align yourself with the divine
Allow your inner sage to burn your rage-less
'Cause I find, through testaments of time
There is no space for time within your mind
If you're looking for yourself, yourself you'll find
Through the crystal of your spirit, you'll inherit the divine
You are God, you best believe
Don't waste your time down on your knees
It's everybody for themselves
You have the fire and the cross
Don't save your soul, it's our loss
Collective soul, collective wealth
[Chorus]
So, do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, oh yeah
Now do you know who you are tonight?

Now do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, oh yeah
Now do you know who you are tonight?

[Verse 2]
I've got a daughter and son
That's like a Bible and gun
Pea-cocked and ready, aimin' steady as a ray of the sun
My ammunition, intuition, full eclipse of my lung
Son, you could never guess what planet I'm from
My emcee name is my birth name, my first name
Alias is all of us, Saul of us
The fall of us, to surely come when we deny it
Loudest nigga gets quiet, this inner peace is a riot
Sell your soul if you wanna, but that don't mean I'mma buy it
See, I've been conscious of your nonsense, stayin' pensive and quiet
And I ain't gonna lie it, be too hard to deny it
I ain't from your block and never had to deal with your shit
Never had a Glock, never "kept it real" with no bid
And when I saw a nigga like you, son, I practically hid
'Cause you did what you did, and I wasn't the kid
Don't give a fuck now, I be the first one to playa hate
The eye of the needle set the record straight
And I retire late, retire late, retaliate, retaliate
And I be fishin' on that same star you be wishin' on
Make your move, son, you know the mission's on
So, never question who I am, God knows
And I know God personally
In fact, He lets me call him me
In fact, He lets me call him me
Never question who I am, God knows
And I know God personally
In fact, She lets me call her me
In fact, She lets me call her me

[Chorus]
So, do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, yeah
Now do you know who you are, yeah?

Now do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, yeah
Now do you know who you are, yeah?

Now do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, yeah
Now do you know who you are, yeah?

Now do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, yeah
Now do you know who you are, yeah?
[Verse 3]
I could recite the grass on the hill and memorize the moon
I know the cloudforms of love by heart
And have brought tears to the eye of a storm
My memory banks vaults of autumn forests and Amazon river banks
And I've screamed them into sunsets that echo in earthquakes
Shadows have been my spotlight
As I monologue the night
And dialogue with days
Soliloquies of wind and breeze, applauded by sun rays
We put language in zoos to observe caged thought
And tossed peanuts and P-funk at intellect
And motherfuckers think these are metaphors
I speak what I see
All words and worlds are metaphors of me
My life is authored by the moon
Footprints written in soil
The fountain pen of Martian men novel'ing human toil
And yes, the soil speaks highly of me
When Earth seeds root me, poet-tree
Now, maybe I'm too serious
Too little here to(o) matter
Though I'm riddled, with the reason of the sun
A stand-up comet, with the audience of lungs
This body of laughter, is it with me or at me?
Hue more? Or less? Though gender's mute
And the punchline has this lifeline at it's root
I'm a star, this life's the suburbs, I commute

[Chorus]
So, do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, yeah
Now do you know who you are, yeah?

Now do you know how I feel tonight?
Now can't you see I'm surreal tonight?
See how I shine? I'm a star, yeah, yeah
(Now do you know who you are?) Yeah!