Lyrics:
monolithic overlord
"The ways of our ancestors endure
Oh, how my father has taught me
Like his father before him
Following the sadistic scripture
of work to do
No time for arguments
Souls lost are by the boatloads
Fisher man with my fishing pole
I'm only here to preach the word of God and I ain't
Lomhlaba wumhlaba wobaba
(this land is the land of our fathers)
Lomhlaba wumhlaba womkhulu bethune
This land is the land of our grandfathers)
There's a land that is fairer than day
And by faith we can see it afar
For the Father waits over the way
To prepare us a dwelling place there
HEAL OUR LAND TODAY
Chorus
FATHER
HERE ARE YOUR CHILDREN CALLING
MERCY LORD HAVE MERCY
HEAL OUR LAND TODAY
OH NA NA NA NA NA AA
SAID IF MY PEOPLE
There's a land that is fairer than day
And by faith we can see it afar
For the Father wait's over the way
To prepare us a dwelling place there
In
where to run to
Father we are here cause we believe
If My people
Who are called by My Name
Will humble themselves and pray
Oh Oh Oh
I will hear from
Set us free by the truth you now bring us
Shine on me, shine on me
Shine, Jesus, shine
Fill this land with the Father's glory
Blaze, Spirit, blaze
The catholic church could’ve prevented this with just one rubber
Silly abstinence challenged by active raptivists
These rappers actually fear these ideological
There's a land that is fairer than day
And by faith we can see it afar
And the father waits over the way
To prepare us a dwelling place there.
You now bring us
Shine on me
Shine on me
Shine, Jesus, shine
Fill this land with the Father's glory
Blaze, Spirit, blaze, Set our hearts on fire
American Descendant of Slaves are in a crisis situation
By design of the dominant society
To purposely disconnect Black fathers from their families
This is
the pieces and keep Them,
I seem to plead:
""Lead me to a time
We'd find our ways through the maze by reading through the Signs"".
But feeble is the mind
know
When I’m on the mic
I don’t playdough
I bring the noodles
And the sauce
Fisher price is for tykes
I’m a mother fucking
Boss….Bitch
Get out
Father Murphy of the County Wexford
Sweeps o'er the land like a mighty wave.
We took Camolin and Enniscorthy,
And Wexford storming drove out our foes;
Father Murphy of the County Wexford
Sweeps o'er the land like a mighty wave.
We took Camolin and Enniscorthy,
And Wexford storming drove out our foes;
Vicious ferocity for our cause
They must know by now of our drums beat
Step by step enter hallowed ground
Kill their king take our land.
We have the right
to thee we sing;
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy light;
Protect us by thy might, great God, our King.
to all by His knowledge, ready to answer
They said, O Sali, you have been amongst us as a figure of good hope, and we wished for you to be our chief
Till
Protect them by Thy guarding hand
From every peril on the land
O Spirit, whom the Father sent
To spread abroad the firmament.
Oh wind of heaven, by Thy
and hand me down poetry
It's brick white-washed walls widowed by first paint
The tin roof top humming songs of promise while time is
Locked into demonic
Land of the blue hill
Victory to thee
We will arise
Believe in our prayer
Faith in our heart
Unite in our stand
See you my people lemme see you when
Father, tonight, it's our desire
To see Your kingdom shine
On earth as in Heaven tonight
God of all nations, Lord of creation
Your purpose is our hope our
Burl Ives - Sweet by and by
There's a land that is fairer than day,
And by faith we can see it afar;
For the Father waits over the way,
To prepare
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