Dark Frescoes
My flesh looks like a canvas
No man could ever know
The suffering that I've seen
Covered up in dark frescoes
Under black and gray tattoos
Bloodstained glass windows glow
When you go through the darkness
Then the light will always show
FOX "Noose" around my neck
They just wanna watch me hang
Their portrayal of me
Just driving me more insane
Reflection of my inner fears
The echoes of my inner pain
Trapped inside a ghetto life
Seen those in the trap slain
Said the only way I'd make it
Is for me to start slangin caine
Gang colors got me paranoid
I know kids die for when they gang bang
Families completely torn apart
By inner-city rival gangs
I once thought I'd die too
Is this the reason why I overcame
Tattoos down my black face
Lord, it's a crying shame
Smashed sculptures of Lost Angels
Broken wings that done gone lame
My flesh looks like a canvas
No man could ever know
The suffering that I've seen
Covered up in dark frescoes
Under black and gray tattoos
Bloodstained glass windows glow
When you go through the darkness
Then the light will always show
Decapitated statues of disciples
That got stoned in His name
Defaced figures heads of the OGs
That got tied up and then maimed
Destroyed priceless artifacts
And only we are to blame
Demolished and vandalized
God exchanged for idols that we took for fame
I was drug through refiner's fire
I was purified by the flames
My sin singed and scorched
Leaving all that remains
For this cruel persecution
I will never be ashamed
Oh, precious savior, I move in your favor
To know suffering's not in vain
My flesh looks like a canvas
No man could ever know
The suffering that I've seen
Covered up in dark frescoes
Under black and gray tattoos
Bloodstained glass windows glow
When you go through the darkness
Then the light will always show
No man could ever know
The suffering that I've seen
Covered up in dark frescoes
Under black and gray tattoos
Bloodstained glass windows glow
When you go through the darkness
Then the light will always show
FOX "Noose" around my neck
They just wanna watch me hang
Their portrayal of me
Just driving me more insane
Reflection of my inner fears
The echoes of my inner pain
Trapped inside a ghetto life
Seen those in the trap slain
Said the only way I'd make it
Is for me to start slangin caine
Gang colors got me paranoid
I know kids die for when they gang bang
Families completely torn apart
By inner-city rival gangs
I once thought I'd die too
Is this the reason why I overcame
Tattoos down my black face
Lord, it's a crying shame
Smashed sculptures of Lost Angels
Broken wings that done gone lame
My flesh looks like a canvas
No man could ever know
The suffering that I've seen
Covered up in dark frescoes
Under black and gray tattoos
Bloodstained glass windows glow
When you go through the darkness
Then the light will always show
Decapitated statues of disciples
That got stoned in His name
Defaced figures heads of the OGs
That got tied up and then maimed
Destroyed priceless artifacts
And only we are to blame
Demolished and vandalized
God exchanged for idols that we took for fame
I was drug through refiner's fire
I was purified by the flames
My sin singed and scorched
Leaving all that remains
For this cruel persecution
I will never be ashamed
Oh, precious savior, I move in your favor
To know suffering's not in vain
My flesh looks like a canvas
No man could ever know
The suffering that I've seen
Covered up in dark frescoes
Under black and gray tattoos
Bloodstained glass windows glow
When you go through the darkness
Then the light will always show
Credits
Writer(s): Psalm:187
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