Torch of Freedom
To all my brothers down with the cause
March with the torch freedom die for the cause
I swear I feel the the pain that y'all living
And the answers you'd been given
Walking through the night the dogs are barking
Burning and looting around your coffin
While you beg the LORD to straight up stop'em
They probably already cause and spread the pain
The pain
Again
Oh sarafina the sad song of pain of a poor sinner
Live and let the deads be in afiya
Mama Africa
They walking in your lands wearing swastikas
But they'll never be able to get the best of you
They say they're here to help you but finessing you
And when you searching for some answers man question you
So I pray on GOD to keep the light on me
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
I know you wanna do it on your own
Using different forms you wanna built yourself a home
Homie
The life just hit you like a storm
Fiends did you wrong you see no one to put you on
Homie
Don't be afraid to raise the tone fight for your rights to get back all your gold stolen
We take it back to the source back to mama let's go to back to the roots
Go get it how you want it and spend it because earned it
When shit hits the fan all y'all niggers better own it
Yey
Life's in full display man in differents ways
It got them niggas switching tactics only to get pay
They want the money galore so they hustle more
So them people live illegal every single day
Astafourlah is the Muslim way
Man we seeking for redemption and a peaceful grave so I pray
So I pray on GOD GOD GOD ho GOD
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
March with the torch freedom die for the cause
I swear I feel the the pain that y'all living
And the answers you'd been given
Walking through the night the dogs are barking
Burning and looting around your coffin
While you beg the LORD to straight up stop'em
They probably already cause and spread the pain
The pain
Again
Oh sarafina the sad song of pain of a poor sinner
Live and let the deads be in afiya
Mama Africa
They walking in your lands wearing swastikas
But they'll never be able to get the best of you
They say they're here to help you but finessing you
And when you searching for some answers man question you
So I pray on GOD to keep the light on me
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
I know you wanna do it on your own
Using different forms you wanna built yourself a home
Homie
The life just hit you like a storm
Fiends did you wrong you see no one to put you on
Homie
Don't be afraid to raise the tone fight for your rights to get back all your gold stolen
We take it back to the source back to mama let's go to back to the roots
Go get it how you want it and spend it because earned it
When shit hits the fan all y'all niggers better own it
Yey
Life's in full display man in differents ways
It got them niggas switching tactics only to get pay
They want the money galore so they hustle more
So them people live illegal every single day
Astafourlah is the Muslim way
Man we seeking for redemption and a peaceful grave so I pray
So I pray on GOD GOD GOD ho GOD
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
Against all odds man we rising to the top with no lies yeah yeah
Cuz shit is real
Credits
Writer(s): Thieu Thiam
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