Waheedah's Hands

[Verse One] Damn Brother what's wrong with you I think that somebody as strong as you Should have a better memory for what it was that brought you through I know it's hard for you to discard what's carved in you And I don't think that's what it is I need to talk to you I'm not a hypocrite, I just forget And right now, the shit I'm livin' with has got me in the thick of it I'm strugglin' I can feel my knees bucklin' But all that sufferin' never made my faith muscles thin My defense mechanism is inaction My whole outside world is a distraction I lose track of what day and week it is And I forget about is my family of believers But I with them for ten years and they raised me It pains me that they ain't been seeing my face lately My daily prayin' is damn near a special occasion As a human I neglected my station [Hook] Ooh child Say why Ooh child Say why From his hands Clappin' church on Sunday mornin' From his hands You stay here I don't want it Say, baby don't you run so fast Might pound on a piece of glass Put yourself in Jesus' hands C'mon sang [Verse Two] Nineteen years old I used to preach to the people and Teach they children that God's voice was deep within Travel overseas learning how to live and breath What I believe ain't waterin' my seeds child I carried my head all off balance Too spiritual to develop raw talents That Brother walk around with his head in the clouds Till real life came and punched him dead in the mouth Brought him out there no where near prepared Not secure enough to admit he was scared So he flipped the scene But he Still extreme And the only thing that changed is his Yang became Ying Changed in the place where the ?Juma? resumed While he tried to get his crew out the Room With A View Those old ladies words still ingrained in his brain When he prays he remembers their names Please Allah don't let my heart get heart get too far gone Or let me die while I'm riding out the groove that I'm on It's goes Hebrew [Hook]