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For Those in Peril on the Sea

Phil Coulter

Lake of Shadows

2001

on the sea. 

Oh Christ, the Lord of hill and plain, 
O'er which our traffic runs amain. 
By mountain pass or valley low, 
Wherever, Lord our brethren go,

the real presser 
Hii ni real brethren, bonga hizo issue
Futa machozi, shika tissue
Anyway, to hell with the negatives

Mbona anafanya nidhani ni ka niko

going with my brethren 

So we cook up
Fresh hot heater out the oven 
On a scale of one to three we eleven 
I just made sauce with a lemon 
And this is

Impressive
They're testing, but I was blessed with protecting my people like a weapon
From media puppets steadily accusing my brethren
But check it
This life

Won't you come through with your best friends girl with your best friends right now
Let me introduce you to my brethren 
Promise it'll only take

and spin again this ain't no tetris
With some killers snatch your necklaces
Just talked to B-Shot down the road yea that's my brethren
Luh Fat yea he

I pray for blessings and successes
For my brethren
That's my drive
Get this shit blowing like nine eleven
Watch the sun rise take me to another level

I had to change my ways and follow God
Had to tell my brethren again that I love all y'all
You aren't alone lift your head up and follow God
Look

brethren
That might be my weapon
Ain't no more resting
The youngest of six
But, really it's eight
And that might be a blessing there is no debate
That we’re

Of these niggas I'm the biggest skeptic
They be sketchy
Robbing brethren
What happened to the code nah its dead man
You a dead men
If you fucking

stained red
By the love for his brethren

It's hard to tell the time
Nowadays he just writes a rhyme
To keep it straight along his spine
He got his problems

Now that you been messin stressin with my feelins turn to my old brethren
Sit your fake ass down now you gon listen that is my confession

I guess that

Basic ass niggas, 3o5 do the most
Perignon out of flutes, everyday we gotta toast
Fuck being local, putting on for the coast
Me and my brethren -

Many Peace and blessings to my Sisters and my brethrens
Many Peace and blessings to my Sisters and my brethrens
Many Peace and blessings to my

in vain
Across the land our brethren slain
Lost the hand, but long's the game
Hiding in my television
Cause I can’t withstand the pain
Fiends

heaven 
Heaven 
Heaven I await
Heaven 
Heaven I await
With all my brethren
Brethren
Brethren
Let's pray
With all my
With all my
Hey

Heaven on earth
All I

Yah, yah be free

(Im thinking and if that reads here
Brethren
Im thinking and if that reads here
Brethren
Im thinking and if that reads here
Brethren

That's what sharks do to last
An old brethren of mines brought to my apartment
A nigga who know how to write a song
Rapping's took seriously since he's no

begin
Do you just ride or try to win
As you suffer through the pains of Brethren Hill             
Through the dust and mud, you give your soul and blood

Greatness inna mi vein
Whollipa So! So! coulda never stop mi reign
Making it out the only way to kill the pain
Mi and mi brethren never hustle in

One two three, yeah stepin' in
Don't make me call the brethren
Four five six, oh I'm limitless
I'ma shoot my shot bitch I don't miss
Paint a Picasso

with the goons
Those are my brethren those my Elevens
Enjoy what you got cuz it's gone in a second 
When I die bury me with my possessions
Wear glitter

is saved
I do believe, he is my strength
Every time I lose my grip I get on my knees and pray
Pray, pray
Pray, pray
Be patient therefore, brethren

and some more
My shordy bad, my shordy good
No cap I love when she come from the hood
New mac-11 up under her dress and I call up the brethren to peep how