Scorzayzee - The Heart lyrics
When you got married I got married we was three My first memory of mum and dad when I was three It's the same word But it's deeper than the rhyme itself It's more for me and the kids crying out for help They're too young to understand about life itself It's the same word but it's deeper than rhyme itself It's more for we My sister born that made us four Didn't have money but wasn't poor Was innocent Only thing I knew God made us all My brother was born in a snowy winter storm That completed five of us Sometimes I wish I could go back and put that same time inside of us Just for one second or maybe in the same picture In the same room together at the same time With all the arguing it's like I couldn't enjoy playtime Didn't wanna come home was too young for all the stress then I made a prayer that Jesus might bless them They worked hard And probably just needed a rest then Talk about splitting up Have little break Seeing the family upset was too much For my heart to take.. Too much for my heart to take I don't wanna really go into the details It's probably why I never trusted any females I glad I found a woman She never trusted men The perfect match I guess God let us trust again The deep thing about divorce the kids don't get it Writing is my counsellor I feel better now I've said it Hamza Yusuf Quote “That writing should be towards the heart,in other words The whole purpose of writing is to affect the heart I feel better now I've said it Hamza Yususf Quote “The understanding of that according to the m**ms Is the centre of the intellect..the centre of human consciousness is the heart And not the brain itself” With all the troubles in the world sometimes it feels better to let it go I love my stepkids to d**h But I wish their real dad will call every single day and just let em know I guess adults mess the world up It's a miracle we all started life curled up No babies born a sinner How can I hear a note out of key? If I wasn't born a singer? That's nature at its best You won the fight But you're still wrestling with stress Anxiety Looking at the sky thinking why I'm me Where do I belong in this society? Am I'm a self proclaimed leader? Make ya self leader Then people don't believe ya They probably do you like kobo shot Caeser Every fools a preachers and every kids a teacher Let go of your ego you go deeper But don't dig for dirt You watched a man eat a burger And missed the stain on your own shirt Sometimes times it's better in your own words Hamza Yusuf Qoute- “You see the heart is an extremely Sophisticated organ and it's also (according to the Hadith) Is a “source of knowledge”. The Prophet Muhammad Sal la lahu alayhi wa salam said “That Wrong action is what irritates The heart” Can we love unconditionally? People love religion but they lack something spiritually I don't know if it's a lack of intelligence Or the fact that they using God As a disguise for arrogance I wish God would bring back Bob Marley I've sat with sufis I've sat with Wahabis I've sat with hindus,christians, Jamaicans Europeans An all eye seeing Was one potential nation I look through facebook and see the all the difference's Trying to figure out what it is in us That make us flip so easy Slip so it easy love money Empty out a clip and turn sick so easy We could grow food and live easy I guess it's not that simple to ‘em ‘cus human beings surviving Is big business to ‘ em Alcohol, pharmaceuticals, rent money Banks lend money then say somebody spent the money Yeah another porsche stuck in bad traffic I feel better now I've said it I complained to God I complained to My family I complained to the tree's I complained to the Last Prophet Life was brutal and at some points unbearable I complained to Buddah but that stone statue just sat and smiled I complained to the stars but they aren't there any more Life was both joyful and painful I complained to the doctor's but they said "I can't prescribe that" Life was easier for some and too harsh for many I complained to myself in those times we get up and glanced in the ageing mirror Life was an emotional and physical challenge I complained in my dreams and was told the truth in my nightmares Life was a gift and a curse in the same day I complained about things out of my control as is my living right The religious mocked and said "The fire waits for mankind" The pious took on the pain with inner prayers of light and hope All I had left was the water that splashed on my collar As the tears fell onto dry soil Depending on my outlook on life I can give two side's to the coin flip of destiny I witnessed television's tricks I witnessed crime's The bin's are full of our life The earth swells with waste We take, we plunder, we destroy We rinse, we ask for more We want, we need, we complain We grab at straws hoping for a beam of good fortune Health and well being became second To that fake freedom the economy pressure's us with Those with courage get beaten by the police Those that take up arms become the world's most wanted outlaws I take the last tablet they used to keep me down I rise like the smoke from this bubbling volcano Shaken by the earth with one last convulsion All the riches and comforts of the future are false So dip into your pockets and pull out the fluff Enough is enough Flatline fade out Like ripples in a pond