Holy Water

Soldier in the Battlefield
Buffalo I know they hunt me still
Sojourner, sojourner make it out of Here
Soul burning seven circles
Skin like red clay
Remind me I'm not a pioneer
Pious niggas still the worst to fear
I don't fear not a man, only God
Achilles heel
I'd kill these doubts to keep me Healed
I'd kill myself but it ain't sincere
Tell the devil to bite the steak
And Pray to God
I make it out of here
Oh will I make it out of here
Hide my child face
You call him Sia
You won't see us
I promise I'm not
Trying to be facetious
Keys to the kingdom out in reach
Stop playing your life
On the defense
Stop giving credit
To the opposition
No riding fences
Fuck em
Stop kicking
Your only pot to piss in
My nigga died already
No more chances
Yo yo
Saw the reaper in the corner Laughing
Corner pocket aiming
Knock the fear Up off my axel
Weed smoke
Get my mind up out the Shadow
We cope
To separate our ways of Chattel
Sounding like an old soul
Who made It through the battle
Made it without a paddle
Made it when they treated
My people like cattle
That's what the skin represents
Repressed history
Repressed
Misery of original lineage
So poetic they like
Fifth you really sounding
Heaven sent
Spent my last bit of sanity
On a dream
To keep my blessings in
Depressed
Still finding the words to impress
The masses
While preaching
With this Noose on my neck
What's next
How about some neck bones
I got roots that's from the south
Great migration
Niggas headed west like Martin Moving out
Fear dismount
Take a leap of faith
Practice intuition beyond doubt
No chasing false prophets
Judas stand in the way
And my brother Jullian met Jesus
That's probably why
He ain't awake
I pray
Oh will I make it out of here
Stay clear of whispers out the Shadows
Behind your back
They treat you like Bad jokes
Who's the asshole



Credits
Writer(s): Ahmari Hayes
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