Our Father

Hear our prayer. We are Your children. And we've gathered here today, bless me. We're gathered here to pray. . Hear our cry. Lord, we need Your mercy.

Do You Know

VERSE 1:. I hate to see you crying. Seems like your world is torn apart. Just know that God is faithful. He'll heal your wounded heart. . PRE-CHORUS:.

The Break

The Break. . It's going to break and I can see it in your eyes,. All the choices made. You won't be looking back this time. Tell me what's left to say when it falls apart.

Patience

I'm running out of patience to be fucking with this now. You better believe me when I say this now. I'm packing up my nightmares and I'll be on my way.

Wtf!

I'm fighting every war at once and I'm winning. You can't think of me as you did in the beginning. . By the time you hear this song you've gone wrong.

Untimely Meditations

The fiery sun of my passions. Evaporates the love lakes of my soul. Clouds my thoughts and rains you into existence. As I take flight on bolts of lighting.

Wine

The new wine is dying on the vine. how much must you age before you're ageless?. align yourself with the divine. allow your inner sage to burn your rage less.

The Ritual

Bitch nigga, gun trigger, dick's bigger, why fuck?. Killer, blood spiller, bitch, steal a Mac truck. Bad luck fuckin' with this black buck. Bigger Thomas I promise, leave a corpse in the furnace.

Talk To Strangers

Nah, I wasn't raised at gunpoint. And I've read too many books. To distract me from the mirror. When unhappy with my looks. And I ain't got proper diction.

Telegram

I'm falling up flights of stairs,. Scraping myself from the sidewalk,. Jumping from rivers to bridges,. Drowning in pure air.. . Hip hop is lying on the side of the road,.

Seaweed

Skin Of A Drum

And I can't become my father. When it's all been said and done. His completions won't complete me. I've divided me by one. . I'm the answer to his riddle.

Robeson

Beginning with the aftermath sayers of sooth who stand aloof to hide their inner laugh. Depending on the circumstance I show my tools to where niggas know where I'm just a fishing pants.

Pg

Ain't from the streets of Compton.. Ain't from no prison yard.. Ain't got no guns or weapons.. Hell, nigga, I ain't hard.. I'd rather help than fight you..

Raised To Be Lowered

To manifest your dreams before you manifest your fears. To navigate beyond the treachery of self-despair. To find the balance between all you sense and all you see.

Penny For A Thought

Cancel the apocalypse. cartons of the milky way with pictures of a missing planet. last seen in pursuit of an American dream. this fool actually thinks he can drive his hummer on the moon.

No One Ever Does

No one ever does. No one ever does. . Memories are like promises that are seldom kept. Hence why Jesus wept. Every day we are torn away from the one we love.

Notice Of Eviction

Something is dying tonight. There will be no more breath and no more light. I've burned every candle and extinguished every fear. And I've waited for your time to pass.

List Of Demands (reparations)

I want my money back. I'm down here drowning in your fat. You got me on my knees praying for everything you lack. I ain't afraid of you. I'm just a victim of your fears. You cower in your tower praying that I'll disappear, I got another plan, one that requires me to stand. On the stage or in the street, don't need no microphone or beat. And when you hear this song, if you ain't dead then sing along. Bang and strum to these here drums til you get where you belong..

Grippo

I gave hip hop to white boys when nobody was looking. They found it locked in a basement when they gentrified Brooklyn. I left a list of instructions, an MPC and a mic, my sci-fi library, and utensils to write. Right or wrong, I think hip hop is where it belongs. Where it comes from is one, but, son, we wrote them songs. It was a ploy. Got fools tied up with mechanized toys. We are beings of breath, beyond the beings of boys. Now, you can break all you wanna. Scratch all you wanna. Graff all you wanna. Laugh all you wanna. But I want to show you what the stars are made of. I want to show you the stars. So substitute the anger and oppression with guilt and depression and it's yours..