Nazarene Dream$

How could you hate me
How could you label (me)
I been so faithfull
They call me a killa
They say im a sinna
Im really an angel
You know id die for you
You know its life to lose
That boy in a manger
(Boy in a manger)
(That boy in a manger)
Im just a po boy
Southern grits n skrimp
Buffalo soldier
My roots thicc just like the plot
Dive deep
Keep off the roccs
Flying high
Flying high
Flying in the friendly sky
Yea, i feel alive
Yea, i feel allright
Prayers to the eyes
I and i
Jah bless up
Word from above
Thankhs and praises
Peace and power
Through the struggle veins
In the maze we claim
Yea that sounds insane
But thats how we framed
Thats just the day to day
Thats just a face to face

Last minute decisions
Crashing of peoples opinions
Running out of religions
We running out like the pilgrims
Woman working two children
Youngest lived with depression
The other needed direction
American Dream Reflection



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Graham
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