Pharoahe Monch - God Send Lyrics
[pharoahe monch]My mom is in the bedroom, cryin againSisters on the street corner, lyin againJust heard about another one of my niggaz dyin againIm tryin again to make moves..Ill be damned if we go hungryEver since my pops passed the responsibilities belonged to meThis song you see is like an ode to godThat he blessed my last breath to be allah u akbarAnd this city is hard, tenement buildings are barredIncarcerated and scarred, no sentiment for when it becomesTime for war Im tryin to score like bernard kingMy vocal box sling verbal cocaine like the governmentI told you Id hurt the musicTravellin back, bustin shots at {blank} before christ was persecutedMathematically we live at right angles***** the star spangled, the makers of fallen angelsDanglin from moon crescents, I persevere, breathe the airInhale the effervesence of lifeThis street game is stiflin Im triflin upholdin a riflePeerin from behind the eyes of god, we at odds with ourselvesWhat is it worth when this - barren metropolis prevailScale the walls of hell - trail of a octopus..I seen it all through the eyes of a needleDepletion of the planet, brainwash of the peopleNiggazll never learn (shit) we just concern aboutWhos *****in who, when time is of significanceGhost, we disregard the most magnificentEat of the fruit that is poisonous and lethalStuck in the crux of the spell with the evilCredits about to roll and hell is the sequel[prince poetry]Incarcerated scarfaces in all placesCrack sales rise, failed lives, cops and robber car chasesY-2-k ***** up, youre left facelessHustlers bury money in garcia vega cigar casesGive the drummer some, pianos, guitar bassesTrumpet in tune, pharoahe and prince legitimate reasonsFor why they thumpin - hi Im the most endangered speciesBy all means, survival is what I teach theseFirst time offenders catchin seven to fifteenNow my vision of life, is hell and heaven on split screenBust your shit like mitch greene (snitch) I switch scenesBring drama to that ass, thats how we on it in queensWhat? stray bullets continue shatterin dreams, batterin spleensIm gatherin schemes, had only cream just as bad as a fiendTake food from a table and get drunk to your deathNow feel it in your heart from the love in my breathI seen it all through the eyes of a needleDepletion of the planet, brainwash of the peopleNiggazll never learn (shit) we just concern aboutWhos *****in who, when time is of significanceGhost, we disregard the most magnificentEat of the fruit that is poisonous and lethalStuck in the crux of the spell with the evilCredits about to roll and hell is the sequel
