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Mist rising on the horizon
Listenin’ with my ears and listenin’ with my eyes and
Listenin’ until we ve ridden the mud from the parasite
Listenin’ until our hearts start to glisten, realize
Share the vision and my rhythms and we ll melt the ice
Start sizzlin’, spilling from the ceiling, bread dripping drizzling
Close to the broken-heart, them crushed in spirit
Redeem the soul of your servant
Seek his, pursue it
Keep the sparkle in your eyes
Oh you know, we re not gon die
Like flyin’
Soul times for the times when we ll stay unified
The eyes of Has hem are to the righteous and he hears their

[Chorus:]
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby
Soul cry, like an ancient lullaby

Jerusalem breathes, bringin’ me ease from the Brooklyn squeeze,
Dirty boppin’ and a bring ya down to ya knees
Track ya like a lion, leave me be
When they come with their disease to drag us into the street,
My law s still pure, you can t take that from me,
3000 years until this last century,
Impossible to break the seal of the High Priest,
Yo, I say the branches on the trees gon bow to these
Swaying to the melodies
Craving for the slaves to bring redemption please
I am you, you are me
No more leaders, we must flea
We want see God in our enemy,

[Chorus]

A tiny ray of light is sneaking up from under water
Maybe a lonely fisherman can notice it sometimes
My guess is that the light is gonna before somebody sees it
The reason of this mystic thing is mad up in my mind

Down in the dark i hear a song from the wagon...

A man once said love is all you need
And if not right he was close indeed
It won t pay the rent
Won t buy your shoes
But it s time well spent if it keeps away the blues
It won t turn the tide or stop the rain
And deep down inside there might...

Swamp!
I m going down down down, down in the swamp
Better turn back around
You can t get free
You ll drown in misery, that swamp

Well I ve been running around this swamp so so long
I ve seen this swamp take oh so many lives
You better turn around, you can t hide
That fear...

Hip hop, modern time, flossy and raw so self-absorbed, immature
I can t remember being this bored
Fake bonanza, there come real wars
Bullets burn through the candy on the driver side door
Long investigations and no firm lead, billion dollar flow
And black life is still cheap
Your rent skyrockets and y all prospects plummet
Ten...

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