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Track: Till It's Done (Tutu)
Artist: D'Angelo
Album: Black Messiah

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Name: D'Angelo
Spotify Genres: neo soul
Followers: 1,312,178
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An American singer. Born Richmond, Virginia, 1974. Songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, and record producer associated with the neo-soul movement circa the mid-90s. In his teens won the amateur talent competition at Harlem's Apollo Theater three weeks in a row. His debut solo album, Brown Sugar (1995), received widespread acclaim and sold over two million copies. His next album, Voodoo (2000), debuted at number one on the US Billboard 200. Its lead single, "Untitled (How Does It Feel)," entered the R&B charts and won a Grammy for Best Male R&B Vocal; likewise, Voodoo won Best R&B Album. D'Angelo was hailed as the next Marvin Gaye by GQ in 2014. D'Angelo released his third studio album, Black Messiah, in 2014. The album was met with critical acclaim and fared well on music charts, peaking at number five on the US Billboard 200. Father of [a=Swayvo Twain].

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Release: D'Angelo And The Vanguard (3) - Black Messiah
Year: 2015
Genres: Funk / Soul, Blues
Styles: Soul, Funk

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LYRICS

In a world where we all circle the fiery sun
With a need for love
What have we become?
Tragedy flows unbound and there's no place to run
Till it's done
Questions that call to us, we all reflect upon:
Where do we belong? Where do we come from?
Questions that call to us, we all reflect upon
Till it's done

Till it's done

Carbon pollution is heating up the air
Do we really know? Do we even care?
Acid rain dripping on our trees and in our hair
Are you there?
Clock ticking backwards on things we've already built
Sons and fathers die, soldiers, daughters killed
Question ain't "do we have resources to rebuild?"
It's "do we have the will?"

Perilous dissidence evening up the score
Do we even know what we're fighting for?
Destinies crippled and thrown about on the floor
When we're waging war
Questions that call to us, we all reflect upon:
Where do we belong? Where do we come from?
Questions that call to us, we all reflect upon
Till it's done

Till it's done