M.I abaga - The Finale - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

29.02.2016

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And when you discover what you gonna be in life Set out to do it as if God almighty Called you at this particular moment in history to do it And just don’t set out to do a good negro job But do a good job that anybody could do [James Blake] You’re on your own, in a world you've grown Few more years to go, don't let the hurdle fall So be the girl you loved Be the girl you loved, always [Martin Luther King Jr.] Set out to do the job and do the job so well that the living, the dead or the unborn couldn't do it any better Like Shakespeare wrote poetry Like Michelangelo painted pictures Like Beethoven composed music [James Blake] Suddenly I’m hit Is this darkness of the dawn? And your friends are gone When your friends won't come So show me where you fit So show me where you fit [Verse 1: M.I Abaga] Hey mama I'm sitting in my final moments Everything from now will only be a bonus Stayed away from beef they say that I got no cojones If I kill these rappers off I'll still receive condolence In the end nobody wins it’s a game that’s goalless I’m understanding what my purpose is and what my role is I gotta be the structure standing that can house the homeless Everyone can trash the building, just not the owners Hey mama my appetite is just returning Once again inside me I can feel a burning In my brain the will of churning I’m so determined Walked inside the home we built and it was full of vermin I’ll accept responsibility for my abandoning We can start rebuilding slow as long as you intend it Maybe the Finale can rally the mandem Just tell em daddy’s home I got plenty to yarn them [Martin Luther King Jr.] And finally, in your life’s blueprint Must be a commitment to the eternal principles of beauty, love and justice Don’t allow anybody to pull you so low as to make you hate them Don’t allow anybody to cause you to lose your self respect to the point that you do not struggle for justice You have a responsibility to seek to make life better for everybody [Verse 2 – M.I Abaga] Yeah, mama HipHop needs some new creation All the people now are aiding ssegregation Cause they ashamed of what we do, they trample our creation This is not the nation that I gave it's liberation Uh, allegations self discrimination Local versus punchline versus imitation You have to realize that there’s no limitation Just turn your inspiration into innovation Mama, time is moving and the clock is ticking There’s no time for idle talk no time for politicking We have to find the groove we have to find the rhythm It’s time rappers please emerge from where you hidden Let them know that from the anarchy a sound is risen Give them bars to set them free and not to build a prison One is gold one is steel you decide which is tt You, you decide which is it [James Blake] Ignore everybody else We’re alone now [Martin Luther King Jr.] And so you must be involved In the struggle for freedom and justice Die in the struggle for freedom and justice and many constructive things that we all can do
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