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Dear Lord
Protect me from being conceited;
Ever mislead and defeated;
By evil demons and spirits;
Never lost, in my jungle of emotions and feelings
You are the One I believe it, for I am no one to reason
Only human, doing what I can, to reach Eden
Salutations...
To our new age
A generation
Raised on abbreviations
Lack of appreciation;
Shortcuts
Quick highs
Days spent wasted n faded
Jaded
Complacent and caged in
Closets n basements
Always…
Demotivated
Anxious and anguished
To keep updated with language
Updates and the latest
Working grave-shifts to make payments
Spending wages to take trips and post pics from vacations
With make up and fragrance, digital sensations
Emotionally frozen, our souls have become vacant
Cuz we…
Often Persuaded
All want to be famous
Or bought for enslavement
To all of our favorite
Vices, and it's like it's
Our egos are driving the slave ships;
Nowadays where
Creatively creative
Creators create creations
Then have the nerve to question the power of the CREATOR and his creations
And wonder why faith exist!
I hope we pray before our faces
Are lying there face first in dirt or a ditch, or we lying there naked
Cuz face it, lust lives on nowadays its even listed on placements
Harder than ever, where kids from the pavement
Segregated from education, and dreams of greatness turn into nightmares with Jason
All married to stereotypes with no rules of engagement!
While the payments of patrons, pave the way for invasions;
Illegal occupations of nations all funded by Masons
Or corporations or agents, that shall remain nameless
Like they live in the Matrix but they're working for Satan
But we busy wondering where Drake is n what Ye' did
Fighting hatred and racists with statements on bracelets!
A half-a** effort to say that we made it
But see what I'm saying and trying to say is
The truth never died
Just needed someone to save it
Or say it
Blatantly frank with the fact that it's time for some changes
Change is contagious, lets break out of our cages
All praises and graces go to the most high, to the Greatest
Our God
[Outro]
Food for thought, my restaurant, open up for starters
“Le Renaissance”, in God's name and his honor
Associated with no partners
For every Trayvon Martin and Eric Garner
Every son or daughter, ever stolen from their mommas, or fathers
I sacrifice dollars and donate words worth my blood, hoping to buy out the world's problems
Go to war with greed to conquer
Change
If I don't make it, hope I at least get to be a gardener [plant the seed]