Lyrics:
ya
People think we're the drinks and they're the cup holder
You think I give a fuck about a cancel culture
You can't take my culture then go
There's no path to follow
There's no path to follow
There's a line in the sand
Put there by a man
By a man whose children
Will built castles
should pray
To God with love this Christmas day
In Bethlehem upon that morn
There was a blessed Messiah born
Near Bethlehem did shepherds keep
Their
Why do we continue to follow this pilot
Into the burning sun
Waiving a banner, set by a standard
Sold to the obvious ones
So set up the pins
and
Wolves running wild in the shepherd’s pasture
Running from the violent flames
And the hunger pangs cleansed in the fire
Baptized by the summer rain
Head
Turn your watch, turn your watch back
About a hundred thousand years
A hundred thousand years
I'll meet you by the third pyramid
I'll meet you
Turn your watch, turn your watch back
About a hundred thousand years
A hundred thousand years
I'll meet you by the third pyramid
I'll meet you
Bethlehem was born, the Son of God by name
O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy
The shepherds at those tidings,
shepherds keep
their flocks of lambs and feeding sheep
to whom God's angels did appear
which put the shepherds in great fear
Prepare and go' the angels
focus off track
You can't do it by yourself, so you looking for some help.
You thought you'd be the one fighting, but it's already done
You just show up
cultures know you by many other names
So meh trod meh trod meh journey
I know you would not desert me
No matter how bad it hurt me
My kid must know that
sick,
I've got a shepherd's crook as a walking stick
And I'm heading on.
My hearts grow blue and I've done wrong by you
I don't know what to do
Shepherd is chased by the wolves
Wolves who live by intolerance and hate
For what they couldn't understand
Blinded and vicious are the beasts
to the Psalms straight to the one
That I can quote by heart
But the words that used to comfort me are tearing me apart
[Chorus]
He leaded me through death's
O come, thou day spring,
Come and cheer our spirits by thine advent here;
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night,
And death's dark shadows put to flight
a shepherd
He had three sons
A herd of dirty sheep
He protected three hundred acres
His land spanned wide
His sons divided three ways
The night that
To whom God's angels did appear
Which put the shepherds in great fear.
Three eastern wise men from afar
Directed by a glorious star
Came boldly on and made
While shepherds kept their watching
Over silent flocks by night
Behold throughout the heavens
There shone a holy light
Go, Tell It
came
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tidings of the same
How that in Bethlehem was born
The son of god by name
O tidings of comfort and joy
And unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same
How that in Bethlehem was born the son of god by name
"Fear not, then," said the angel, "Let
a shepherd of leopards and textwords combined
I know lesser will fester depressed in their minds
I evolved overall I'm enthralled to have responded to the call
on fire
The den is gone
Let's run for cover
And take our dogs
These are our shepherds
These are the wolves
These are our nurses
They'll lick our wounds
the Kali cause the vibes dem ever show
And dem fi know seh anything you want to see
Give dem the culture with the roots reality
Get Free
Revelation
forever
If y'all sheep then I'm the shepherd
I lead through any weather
Master Splinter chasing the cheddar
Racing through these underground sewers
Better
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