For God's Sake
5th Child
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Summer 86', Mama feeling labor pains God bless her, little did she know she's finna make a king Yea, she made a king, now I'm making major change In the same place they tried to kill my race, I made a lane You talking paying dues, man, I made it rain But on that Bob Marley, I don't wanna wait in vain Scrapping records, turning verses into paper planes Hoping one'll take off so I guess it's still a paper plane Chess over checkers, best respect us, boy it ain't a game Had chickens choosing, I was getting at em' raising canes Truth is them punches usually lose them but I can't explain It's more than music, I do magic, word to David Blaine And that's my nigga Slimm, sights set on greater gains Rep the same city but I promise that we ain't the same Call me loco, my motive's to board a gravy train Child's destiny never local, global they say my name So what I'm trying to say is I am not a saint Just a common man that makes honest mistakes I pray for the answers when I'm saying my grace Let it all fall into place, for God's sake God, grant me forgiveness, Lord give me the strength My lack of spiritual fitness, a saint but so out of shape So you find me riding the fences, tried, tired and defenseless Could I come to my senses, this pressure cooker's relentless Look to you for your wisdom like I preside as your dentist Enemy wants me dead, I won't duck and hide from his clenches Equipped with a holy title, prepared to give him the business Scribes soon to describe how I survived in the trenches True the fight is tremendous, Deeper than just religious divides Where people only takes sides that echo their interests Interesting how they use the Word to further their agenda Like they'd rather be a slave than surrender I understand my blatant thoughts are not created for the faint of heart When the truth is cracking through and foundations break apart Like the streets of my hometown, watch out for them potholes Bentley or a bucket, homies gotta learn to drive slow So what I'm trying to say is I am not a saint Just a common man that makes honest mistakes I pray for the answers when I'm saying my grace Let it all fall into place, for God's sake Long glances to the sky, for the answers to the Why Wish we could've had one last dance before they died Questions be coming faster than the chances to reply And our prayers be getting answered whether granted or denied Granted the divide between the Earth and the heavens Is greater than our eyes and this earthly frame of reference And what we lose in soldiers, see, we're gaining in perspective That nothing lasts forever and our present is a present But that don't ease the pain, it just allows us to survive Know those we would've died for may no longer be alive Every moment that we cried is like a letter to our friend Saying, "Until we meet again," I'll see you on the other side I try to find peace though I might never find the purpose And since I can't reverse it, at least I can make it worth it In spite of your demise, we're inspired by your courage I'm just trying to say my lines, before the maker closes the curtain That's all So what I'm trying to say is I am not a saint Just a common man that makes honest mistakes I pray for the answers when I'm saying my grace Let it all fall into place, for God's sake
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Written by: STEPHEN BROWN
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