FOREIGN (Live at Brooklyn Music Kitchen)

I’m NESS, I’m from the BRONX
Basically, a long way home but uh
I’m uh show ya
Some music, you feel me

No, I’m not pussy just making it clear
I popped up in person I’m taking it there

Said I copped a flight overnight to see you
Wait for the knock, you know to put on your shoes

Love how you act up when nobody’s near
Under the curtain, she’s facing her fears

Making it rock, but it’s turning me blue
Know seh di riddim a bun up the room no

I still believe in love
I still believe in fight
Please don’t give this up
I want you by my side

I see you slipping up
Know you hear my cries no
Please don't give this up

Ohh

I don’t want love, I want relation
Pickney for momi, Fuck up the patience
Fell as a fool, done up d station
Elvis’ presence, I’m singing to cadence

I don’t want no gyal feening for her
Said you’re my foreign, Exotic with curves
Blocked you on everything, So it won’t hurt
I Had to move on with all that I had learned

I gave it trust and you held it so grateful
To take your hand swear to God I'll be grateful

Stressing, missing your calls
Six feet apart held by wires in walls
Knew I’d pull up, went up north when you called me
Went back down south hoping I wouldn’t fall see

Now times have changed, Now I know better
Romeo love, wasn’t too clever
Put it song, For CHUNE is the letter
I wouldn’t change cause experience better

I still believe in love
I still believe in fight
Please don’t give this up
I want you by my side

I see you slipping up woah
I know you hear my cries no
Dreaming of your touch
Soon you'll be in my life

I don’t know if it’s love
I don’t know if it’s right no
But girl from far away
Soon you’ll be in my life

I still believe in love
Still believe in fight no
Now please don’t give this up

Thank for you for having me I go by NESSISHIDING
Ayo Santiago, you can take them home