Lyrics:
of healing
We've gone back to 1975
So much for being welcoming to people from all walks of life
Women keep getting stepped on, or stared at
Heaven's stairs
Run that bag, Torreto!
Ill Leet, ah
Feel like charcoal, I been blazin'
Used to have a dark soul, now I feel amazin'
Livin' by a barcode, got you
finish this beat and then
I'll give you all the attention and to your feelings I'll tend,
Baby, you're a ten
You were sent straight from heaven,
We crossed
body got fount like Trevon Martin
Let's have a moment of silence for the ones that have fallen
Grew up in poverty, cheap funeral mom, pops and a pine box
on Englewood y'all better mark that hit
Martin Luther king March that lick
Get a spliff and spark that lift
I don't really wanna work this shift
I feel so
on alert
Valet the whip
Watch it when you reverse
I'm guided by angels
Won't step in a church
This shit a movie
I'm Stanley or Martin
Squad full of ballers
accountability
I can't bread I can't bread be our anthem
Not the men in blue who killed them
And protected by the system not the innocent
Not the flags,
see my love by my side
Let me see heaven
Lonely tears of searching the wilderness
How this world can lead us all astray
Don't let me cry over
Father to only my chemistry
Raised by a single mother
Only child no brothers
Stayed inside under covers
Rope tied round my curtain rail for comfort
Saw
why got you lookin to the sky
Got you believin that you 'gon get
Some heaven when you die
Meanwhile, the 6th sense 'til you turn
Unit followed by 21
He stopped by a stall between the barrels and sacks
A child's face peeped out and gave a smile and ran back
Behind a misty glass on a windowpane
and awfully proud to wear that uniform
Then things got scary
On April 4th, Tommy left for heaven the same year the world was taken by surprise
That's the day
O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
little child.
He came down to earth from heaven
Who is God and Lord of all
And his shelter was a stable
And his cradle was a stall
With the poor,
I'm raise up by the streets where they're grimy gritty greedy
Money the root of evil hearts grow cold by the season
The sun it barely shine home team
little child
He came down to earth from heaven
Who is God and Lord of all
And his shelter was a stable,
And his cradle was a stall
With the poor and mean
knockin down dates, movin at foul rate
Never knew ah child's place, only Motel 6
Strangled by a trick cause she wouldn't suck his dick without ah condom
Her
little Child
He came down to earth from heaven
Who is God and Lord of all
And His shelter was a stable
And His cradle was a stall
With the poor, and mean,
fist
Martin gave hope to resist
Till he got scoped with a hit
What's nigga like me supposed to do
Everytime I speak they say I have an attitude
I'm
name is Iverson
I lost my ring, but I'm trying man
What if police started dying man?
Up in the streets, where they fire man
By any means, I'm a Malcolm
partners
I never burn a bridge, get your ass in deep waters
I'm taught by forefathers
I'm living by the words of the Malcolms and the Martins
It's King in my
I got you singing along by the end of this song
Because I'm home grown and I'm chasing the throne
It's a fight to the top and I don't do battle alone
What a wonderful child
If they knew all the lies she's told them
It's too complicated for her to explain
She prays to the heavens to try to save her
the side street movin' single file
She say...
That's where I'll hold you, sleeping like a child
Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa,
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