God Send Lyrics by Pharoahe Monch

God Send Lyrics

    [pharoahe monch]
    My mom is in the bedroom, cryin again
    Sister's on the street corner, lyin again
    Just heard about another one of my niggaz dyin again
    I'm tryin again to make moves..
    I'll be damned if we go hungry
    Ever since my pops passed the responsibilities belonged to me
    This song you see is like an ode to god
    That he blessed my last breath to be allah u akbar
    And this city is hard, tenement buildings are barred
    Incarcerated and scarred, no sentiment for when it becomes
    Time for war i'm tryin to score like bernard king
    My vocal box sling verbal cocaine like the government
    I told you i'd hurt the music
    Travellin back, bustin shots at {blank} before christ was persecuted
    Mathematically we live at right angles
    Fuck the star spangled, the makers of fallen angels
    Danglin from moon crescents, i persevere, breathe the air
    Inhale the effervesence of life
    This street game is stiflin i'm triflin upholdin a rifle
    Peerin from behind the eyes of god, we at odds with ourselves
    What is it worth when this - barren metropolis prevail
    Scale the walls of hell - trail of a octopus..

    I seen it all through the eyes of a needle
    Depletion of the planet, brainwash of the people
    Niggaz'll never learn (shit) we just concern about
    Who's fuckin who, when time is of significance
    Ghost, we disregard the most magnificent
    Eat of the fruit that is poisonous and lethal
    Stuck in the crux of the spell with the evil
    Credits about to roll and hell is the sequel

    [prince poetry]
    Incarcerated scarfaces in all places
    Crack sales rise, failed lives, cops and robber car chases
    Y-2-k fuck up, you're left faceless
    Hustlers bury money in garcia vega cigar cases
    Give the drummer some, pianos, guitar basses
    Trumpet in tune, pharoahe and prince legitimate reasons
    For why they thumpin - hi i'm the most endangered species
    By all means, survival is what i teach these
    First time offenders catchin seven to fifteen
    Now my vision of life, is hell and heaven on split screen
    Bust your shit like mitch greene (snitch) i switch scenes
    Bring drama to that ass, that's how we on it in queens
    What? stray bullets continue shatterin dreams, batterin spleens
    I'm gatherin schemes, had only cream just as bad as a fiend
    Take food from a table and get drunk to your death
    Now feel it in your heart from the love in my breath

    I seen it all through the eyes of a needle
    Depletion of the planet, brainwash of the people
    Niggaz'll never learn (shit) we just concern about
    Who's fuckin who, when time is of significance
    Ghost, we disregard the most magnificent
    Eat of the fruit that is poisonous and lethal
    Stuck in the crux of the spell with the evil
    Credits about to roll and hell is the sequel

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