This is a ruff cut of the Intro to my debut Album 'Philosophical Compositions'. Sorry about the sound Quality on this joint, will have a better version up soon. Shalom and May YHWY bless & Protect
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"Heart & Soul"
It feels like I got da hood on my back cuz it’s heavy up on my heart
Tryin’ to stand in da gap & be a light in da dark
These streets’ cold & lonely this life is harsh
People dyin’ from a lack of love existence bleek & Stark
(No hope),many feelin’ like they’ve been cursed from the start
But he’s loved us long before our physical starts
Created wit purpose, far from worthless God hears the cries of ya heart
His love shines the brightest when things seem the most dark
So I write 4 da cat wit no peace in his life, can’t sleep at night
Gotta sleep wit da heata held tight
For da thugs on da block hustlin’, livin’ da street life
Flag hangin’ gang bangin’, I pray they accept Christ
I spit for Dun who’s gettin’ low on da funds
The check can’t make it through the mail but the bills constantly come
He needs a quick way to triple his 1’s
So he goes around knockin’ off gas stations, he chose to get it wit da gun
Lord I pray that he meets da Son
Before he wind up 1 on 1 wit da 5-0 and ends up gettin’ gunned
God I write for the cat who’s drownin’ in a sea of despair
Who feels like endin’ his life cuz it seems like no one cares
I pray that he realizes someone’s there that he ain’t cold & lonely
I pray that he clings to Christ he’ll neva leave you lonely
I write for the girl who was the victim of abuse & rape
I pray that you touch her heart & erase the hate
That you protect and shower her wit yo love & grace
I pray that she don’t harden her heart, but hands it ova to you and lets you heal the pain
I write for the girl who grew up wit no daddy feelin’ rejected
So she drops to her knees or lays on her back inorda to feel accepted
She got lust confused wit love so she be given it up
Cats got her mind twist’d up she equatin’ true love wit bustin’ a nut
Start’d in 6th & since then done lost count of the cats dat been hittin’ da gutz
They all told her they loved her & once they luv’d her, treat’d her like less then a slut
Her life’s a song & eury day is da same ol’ tune
Cryin’ her self to sleep alone at night face swollen & bruis’d
In euery relationship being verbally beaten & physically abused
She don’t know no other way cuz she done been watchin’ it happen 2 Mom Do’s since the age of 2
Lord I pray that she comes to know the love of The King
An that she realizes that she’s a priceless jewel, a holy queen
Lastly I write for eury artist misusin’ they gift
I pray they turn back 2 da cross & speak tha truth from they lips
