Lyrics:
where Yeshua laid his head
The Saviour was surrounded by sour smells
God from heaven descended into our hell
Not all heroes wear capes
Some of them become
of yesterdays
Torn was my will as aside I turned from the living
To enjoy all that is grey in the loop of darker days
Tragedy and the void
The path of tombs
last
Poseidon became lord of earthquake and seas
master of oceans and all their wealth
god of an island, there lived a family
with a daughter of beauty
don't want to say only right, but s***
Only logic by riding around in the hood all day
And not in the suburbs
Because crack cocaine is mostly found in
don't want to say only right, but shit
Only logic by riding around in the hood all day
And not in the suburbs
Because crack cocaine is mostly found in
don't want to say only right, but s***
Only logic by riding around in the hood all day
And not in the suburbs
Because crack cocaine is mostly found in
Only His we will forever be
We are the family of God
Adopted as His daughters and sons
Chosen to be blameless, purchased by His blood
We are His church,
do believe it’s calling
In all our hearts may love prevail
Blessed our sons and daughters
If only love and peace remain
In my heartbeat sounding
In
prevail
Bless our sons and daughters
If only love and peace remains
In the heartbeat sounding
In the voice that won't stop calling
Not owned by countries
on my mind success on the way
Know I'm on my grind but I just pray
That by time I die my daughter is straight
You mistaken if you thinking that I'm giving
the big crib
Riding for the family, I would even give my rib
Daughters now getting big, sons now getting big
Daddy's always up to something, something's
We are the ones who kneel to the young with a
Heart of gold to avoid being victimized by our sons
We be the ones trying to raise them into all man
for they daughters
They sons
The one's really giving back
Homies that's giving game
Niggas ain't built the same
Number one reason my windows so tinted
lies. (Them lies)
Daughter of Africa.Son of Africa.
Raised by Mama Africa.
Black eyes, black hair, black skin.
Black man, black beard, that's me.
Feeling
Just a foreigner looking for motives
Nobody notices what a joke this
So we cope by repressing all of it
Is it all a myth or reality
How can it be? When
this crazy world after patience, could we get the pearl?
But this world, which teaches me, preaches me how to curl
Oh, fuck the school
All we got is
the missing sons and daughters of the SoHo riots
Out among the missing sons and daughters of the SoHo riots
I'm here to take you now
How can anybody know
your back but back to not having your back
I bet someone crucified for you wouldn't act like that
Terrorized by all my habits
Getting under my skin,
So God bless all the sons and daughters who knew their history
So they knew where to take it farther
And all the ones that stuck with me like good
haven't freed them or their sons from the curse thereof... Maybe the third will bring the great Resurrection of the saints if they ain't too tainted by
to make it on my own by now
Be a king upon my throne by now
Have a queen and get it on by now
I'm supposed be a don by now
Have a daughter and a son by now
officer, crooked officer
We just trying to feed, our sons and daughters sir
We been struggling to make it, in America too long
All we want to do is live
officer, crooked officer
We just trying to feed, our sons and daughters sir
We been struggling to make it, in America too long
All we want to do is live
I am the one
Come for your mother and come for your son
I am the one
Come for your father and daughter now run
I am the one
I am the system
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