Lyrics:
Peace to the God
Peace Allah
Ayyo there go that brother Grand Puba
I heard that brother got knowledge of self
Yo true indeed brother
Yo let's
That listen, we gotta beat the system, stay the fuck out the prisons
They try to blind our vision, but we all got children and siblings
You my brother
to a DJ Mark beat
Ample samples, this for example
Are made by the 45 King, so cancel
Your plans of moving to the front lines
He's a DJ, producer,
and just fly to skies)
On my knees at night, I pray
I'm prayin' for you brother, I'm prayin' for you
That we will live another day
'Cause you always got
samples, this for example
Are made by the 45 King, so cancel
Your plans of moving to the front lines
He's a DJ, producer, and mind you a friend of mine
I
ask yourself
Was it right or wrong
For me to turn away, but hey
We're just children of tomorrow
Hangin' on to yesterday
Whoa yeah-yeah
by the signal
Where the traffic go right
You think I'm waiting for a quarter
And you might be right
Well I watch 'em brake and accelerate
give it up for so long
Got a brother waitin' by the phone
And I love her like sweet potato pie
Her forever put a twinkle in mine
Cold blooded but I can't
brother, do
Your father searches for you
Lost and fallen, come back to stay
Your father's looking, don't delay
Lost light fell, by shadows caught
Angels wept
like this, and you don't stop
A twink-twinkle, a rock the house
And my man Diamond Shell, a rock the house
Can't forget my man Sal, rock the house,
pain
Where's the love for which we pray
What's going on
When our children can't play
Homeless can't eat
There's got to be a better way
What's going
wonderland, full of joy and cheer (oooh)
Building snowmen, sipping hot cocoa by the fire (oh-yeah-yeah)
The twinkle of lights, the magic in the air (magic in
children,
Zombies controlled
By their screens,
Live with no empathy,
Betray their best friends
For the P’s,
I stay on my Qs,
Like a quarter of weed,
Give
and to die by the roadside
In lone Béal na Bláth
When barely sixteen to England crossed o'er
For to work as a boy in a government store
But the volunteer's
to love and be loved by me
We were children both
In this kingdom by the sea
But we loved with a love that was more than love
I and my Annabelle Lee
end
By your child’s hand
Like a beast blind fury
Looking for the pray
Devour your own children
At the first vital breath
Fate doesn't know deception
A peaceful smile upon your face
Grandma's loving sweet embrace
A twinkle in a child's eye
Like the north star shining in the sky
Relatives from far
of the children of the firstborn claims the land
Building fences for protection from their brothers' greedy grasp
I watch kingdoms rise and crumble
the USA
Pray
For the USA
Pray
For the USA
They took prayer out of the schools
Now we have knives and guns
Building nuclear weapons
Everyday by the tons
Two children abandoned by parents too poor
No food and no shelter for them anymore
Left in the forest and lost in the wood
Now they can never go
is here, our end is near
This hole you dig is simply for the coffins for my kids
Our mother cries in pain
We will lose this game
Our children, they
nights
Twinkle twinkle Christmas lights
Sleigh bells ring and reindeers sing
Meet by the mistletoe
Give me a kiss don't let me go
You know you give me
he stands for is totally mythical
And as they lead him away he'll pray for you brother
With a bible in one hand and playboy in the other
Imagine
is changed and life is strange
The glorious days is gone and everybody's doin' bad
Yo, mad lives is up for grabs
Brothers passin' away, I gotta make
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