Lyrics:
SON
God promised to send us the Savior. God promised to send us. The Savior
"'In those days and at that time
I will make a righteous Branch sprout
treat us like opps to leave us dead in a box
Nobody love us but the hopeless, so we misunderstood
They feel like black lives don't matter, we just
afflicting you with horrible torment
And were slaughtering your sons and letting your daughters live
And in it was a tremendous trial from your Lord
Yeah, one love from Portland, Jamaica
Alborosie and Dada Son, yeah
(Whoa, yeah) Gramps Morgan, ay
We say one love from di east of Jamaica
We
a feeling just like this
But, I've grown up and out
No longer will I live this creed
Burn!
The feeling it returns
Another form
My stomach churns
Fright -
metres
I don't like you neither
Pop shit get your mommy shot
You a son of a bitch I blame your mom and pop
Run in your mommy's spot
Choke the bitch out
claim Hip-Hop is still alive
Like y'all ain't in agreement with Nas
I said it's dead motherfucker, it's dead, bitch
Join me in war, many will live
have to have ‘em
In fact if I don’t I’m gonna kill myself
I’ma thrill myself like Michael
I don’t throw jacks, I’m Jackson
I don’t go back, I’m back, son
knocked
Wait, Jack, I'm in some pussy, I was knee-deeper than Funkadelics
I am legend, that explain all the will that a nigga carry
Talkin' real big
that I'm on the right track
That when I get on we're all on and that I'll give back
Let 'em in, let 'em live
Let 'em in, yea let 'em live
Man let 'em
Why am I why am I not viewed as a human
Why cant I just live in peace
Why must I get harassed by the police
Why must I be on the ground
Why
It's so
chair, hanging, and firing squad
Midnight tonight will mark the first execution
Death waits in my cell I can smell him
Somebody tell him that I still
wait
Hold On, hold on
Watch I steal the show
Aye! when I'm in the spot
Aye! know I steal the show
Aye! when I do it live
Aye! know I steal the show
Aye!
'ma leave you
I'ma leave you
I got one last message though
This ain't for them
This is for us
I try not to worry
Everything will be just fine
What next in
by and I'm just laying in bed
Wondering what I did wrong, and why am I in my head
I have a problem with being impatient
Life's not bad I just don't
Slaves hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh
Heed to his every word, live in fear
Faith of the unknown one, the deliverer
Wait something must be
A new life is mine
And that is why by the cross
I will stay
I believe in a hill called mount calvary
I believe whatever the cost
And when time has
some lil' niggaz they can have it
Coke baggin' and toe-taggin'
They took Will, let me describe him, a live one
I think that he was the true 'God's
in a cage of innocence
Or is there more
Will we fight
By living life
The way we swore we always would
I swear to you my friend
Not a single person in
Son, when you're of age and I give you this gun
We'll be outnumbered in our lands 50 to 1
Fear not! We're not yet what we will soon become
When we unite
, wait)
What a lovely day to die
Bask in it, Risk it all, peel the scalp
Dip the law, I'm in Miami like I'm Ricky Ross
Dish the ball, I'm slamming, yamming
tried to shake it, man, I can't believe this shit is real
Heart pumping on the 101
This shit right here ain't no fun
Live and die by the gun
Get you
'Cause she knows she's good
She's fed up of should
She puts on her red hood
And rides into the woods
If I knew I'd live in shame
Just to be near you i
face you think I'm rude
I'm not the killer but I know who is
(Yeah)
Hate to have to call em but I will
(Yeah)
Turning hobbies into money Moves
(Yeah)
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