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A man who's genius and freedoms and -- 

Ability to communicate and -- 

To talk, and to touch chords -- 

A man who has the ability and the audacity 

And the -- of God to stand up, to stand up 

Heard the sound of the trumpets, the voice from the throne 

Seen the twenty-four elders and I knew I was home 

I was told to write songs for the people 

Take the original Hebrews on an Exodus of Black Excellence 

Tell them to invest in us and make testaments about each other 

Or how we sisters and brothers 

Cover the land in corners of poems and stone 

Go hard with it, let em know you God with it 

Even though I authored it, let no one margin it 

And make it all about paper or first weeks sales 

Though this is from Heaven give 'em verses from Hell 

Those that fell off the path, bring them back to the Mass 

The staff can be your microphone 

Your name is Common 

You was born to fight the norm 

Take house niggas outta darkness till they lights is on 

I'mma put a hyphen on your name 

Rapper-actor-activist 

You the one that can reach into the black abyss 

Stars this asterix, show em what a classic is 

Freedom riders need passengers 

And your lyrics use scriptures and passages 

To make them rise like Lazarus 

And resurrected again, they'll put disrespect on your name and respect it again 

Every section you in, bless em and keep bussin' 

If they don't like it, shake the dust and say 'fuck em' 

Until you get home, I'm the one you trust in 

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I'm happy to be in any place 

Where God's name is remembered 

Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world 

Trouble of this world, trouble of this world 

Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world 

Going home to live 

Going home to live 

Going home to live 

Go into the wilderness like Mussa on a pilgrimage 

Streets are villages, speak with diligence 

And authority to fake god of pharisees and sadducees 

Give them that Gardley free from the Black Odyssey 

Yo pardon me, you the God bodily 

Functioning on earth as a part of me 

That's why I gave you artistry 

Go into the hoods with the shooters and the strippers 

Forget the New World Order, New Jerusalem is with us 

Tell sisters they earths and goddesses 

If they got bottom, don't get caught in a bottomless 

Pit, there's a lot of us fit for the kingdom is near 

You can tell by the wars and how the seasons appear 

You'll appear in circles in Hollywood, I birthed you 

And Chicago, you know how to parlay good 

You'll get Oscars, Emmys, and Grammys 

Give those to your family, don't get caught up in the vanity 

Or the world's insanity 

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Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world 

Trouble of this world, trouble of this world 

Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world 

Going home to live 

Going home to live 

With God 

To those of you who are unfamiliar with those words 

They mean, in English, 'Peace, be unto you'