standin in line at the post office

breathe it in
breathe it out
gotta pacify
ain't no doubt
gotta chill urself
thats the only route

cos this world'll drive u crazy
lost n zany
filled up wit bush n cheney
and the lost don't get found
no, that's somethin i learned
goin round
the paths of life
no, the lost don't get found
we gotta find ourselves instead
gotta hound the clues
that been dropped in our head
gotta navigate ur mind
or u'll wind up cryin in ur bed

u'll die so unhappy
worse yet, u'll live wit regret
and i can bet
u don't want that
oh no, u don't want that

cos the thin don't get fat
and the lost don't get found
and the rich stay that way
from the day they were born
and the poor must get beaten
'fore they get heard
ain't no surprise me rappin these words

people been talkin all throughout time
prophets been predictin
sometimes in rhyme
and since the day i remember
i been tryin to find
a way to reach the sublime
clean out my mind
daily remind
myself where beauty lies
so many tries
but even more i fall
it's easier to tell lies
than have total recall
and what befalls us has to do wit what we expend
so baby, buck the trend
of the self-absorbed
might get u in forbes
but it won't mend
what's torn u asunder
no, that'll just pull u under
the common wave of a bleak depression
u know, makin an impression
it ain't for the weak
cos the meek be relentless

yo, check this
i been fillin my week wit love n action
gives me satisfaction
and u sucker mc's macin
on empty rhymes
well, get ur behinds in line
cos u gotta wait for the truth
it don't appear absolute

and the ones who have died by the sword
can come back n tell ya
we can't afford
all this death we cause
cos life is its own reward

we spend so much time on groups and labels
it's a fable any o that means anything
so let's bring up our children
to love all who walk this earth
and if u get hurt by someone else
resist the desire for revenge
no man, let god take care of his own creation

split us into nation
but we still the same
and this intonation
attribute it to my name
cos this life's a game
not to be played by the rules
no, rules are for fools
who believe the mainstream
and tho they seem good intentioned
they never mention
if what they preach works
sometimes speech hurts
let's impeach those turks
who have ruled over us too long
less right
more often wrong

this song a reminder
we gotta be strong
to help our brothers
u know all our mothers
raised us wit love
even if they didn't know it
or even if they never showed it

so let's exude what god imbibes
stand by ur tribe
give words to the scribe
as she lets all lies
fall by the wayside

Category:

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Tags:

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• word
• rap
• rena
• sherbill
• people
• power
• stand
• up

[mickwillie1]

a million gangs are satans tribes,there is only 1 light which people don,t abide,the Christ is the answer and this is the WORD,the 3rd day is coming so stand and be heard.you play tennis like the chuckle brothers,to me to you is ...is there catchy turn .be wise and you will learn there only one way to peace on earth,and it aint oooo girls with a lot of nerve.....lol.

[bigt4life]

fuck you! Ur prolly ugly as shit!

[ufewl]

She's not really black though is she?

Actually Kate McCann can do those clacking sound too

and shes not black either, she's from Liverpool, don't know if she can rap though, I doubt it but you never know.

You're not a doctor too are you?

[naughtydean93]

D-dude u rock

I-I wish I was u

K-Kool Kitten

E-eggs are good to ear

[inchoatepoet]

unfortunately, no

[bfish420]

Damn girl, you sure know how to freestyle, and you beautiful as hell.