Savior's Day
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[Intro: Ghostface Killah, (Parrish Smith), (Guru)
For real, you know what I mean, the Sunz of Man here to speak to y'all
(All I want is peace man, I don't want no war)
Let's just get it together, man, see if it's workable
(That's what Uncle always used to tell me man, yo if
You gotta fight, man, hold your square, young blood)
If you can move in peace, move in peace
(Move in peace, man, that's how much time it is)
It's real, forget the stress, peace yo, uh huh
More prettier than jewelry, more breathtakin'
Than a Farrakhan speech, with a million people waitin'
I've been saved, fuck my caves, those is just gifts
Just imagine if we all on one page
Think alike, A-B alike, C alike, the proper knowledge is needed
With Satan off my back, I'm at peace at night
No more cops, no more Rodney Kanes
No more peekin' out the curtain with the rifle by any means
AIDS don't exist, plus my sex life's terrific
I get a kick out of life, I bet my bitch on it
20/20'S not enough coverage, Nightline
Big Barbara Walters specials now appear with more brothers
See, thoughts marchin' up to the promised land
Suns of Man slid through, made the world understand
I just can't go on, feeling the way I feel
I just can't go on, feeling the pain I see
What a beautiful vision it would be to see
Every man, woman and child flow in harmony
But it's so hard in these gritty streets of New Yitty, and every state
Infested with cobras, moccasins and rattlesnakes
We hate battle, Jake, escape the thirstin' for the love of freedom
We travel many regions and legions, black drums
Kingdom Come, Slum Reddit, first aid one
No limitations, no hesitations, we stay son
Even though I went through Hell striving to come out right
Carrying heat, survival in these concrete streets
From the, seventies era, chrome Beretta
The story of the hood terror, over stood these streets better
True trendsetters, son I tend to live my life more wetter
Solid like the strongest of weathers, smooth as feathers
The grand, loyal, born from a blood of royal
A hardhead make a soft ass, I'm never spoiled
Feel me? Word up
I just can't go on, feeling the way I feel
I just can't go on, feeling the pain I see
We spend our lives in the ghetto, enslaved by the plague of the devil
In the graves we all settle when we raised by the metal
Crack vials made us act wild, gangstas, look where we at now
Behind prison gates or buried in grounds
Role models of a young child, miseducated, wanna be down
They gave 'em fake smiles along with the pounds
How much time does a man need to notice you bleed
And that the God you don't believe, is the reason you breathe
Blessed be the poor, playin' they numbers inside the liquor store
Next door apartment to me, they sold they coke raw
Was caught for it, before the law we broke all the laws
I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, whenever record
Young broads became strippers when they used to be queens
A lot of us became sleepwalkers, followin' dreams
Solomon kings, that's why we like diamonds and rings
Pussy and cream, but vanity is what it could bring
I just can't go on, feeling the way I feel
I just can't go on, feeling the pain I see
I just can't go on, feeling the way I feel
I just can't go on, feeling the pain I see
I see the light, it wouldn't be nothin' without the S.O.M
You never let me down, it wouldn't be nothin' without the S.O.M
It wouldn't be nothin' without the S.O.M
All over the world, the grass grow green
All over the world, blue skies...