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Jesus Lord Lyrics by Kanye West Kanye West
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Tell me if you know someone that needs
Now we've been through a lot of things
Tell me if you know someone that needs
We done seen a lot of things
Tell me if you know someone that needs
Been through a lot of things
Tell me if you know someone that needs
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinking
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming
Man, it's hard to be an angel when you surrounded by demons
I watched so many people leave
I see 'em change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's watchin', he just peekin' in
I know I made a promise that I'd never let the reaper in
But lately, I've been losing all my deepest friends
And lately, I've been swimmin' on the deepest end
It's just drugs, it ain't no hugs, it ain't no love there
You been down so much you don't even know what's upstairs
Suicidal thoughts got you wonderin' what's up there
And while they introduce the party, they say it's up there
Too many pills, so much potions, so much pain, too many emotions
And everything that you do good, it just go unnoticed
Did He tell you that you good and just stay focused?
Mama, you was the life of the party
I swear you brought life to the party
When you lost your life, it took the life out the party
That woman rode with me like a Harley
Visions of my cousin in a cell really scarred me
Movin' to the hood was like signin' up for the army
'Cause they been killin' n- since n- was watchin' Barney
You want dreams to come true? But I have nightmares
'Cause if that come to life, then I might not be right here
Been in the dark so long, don't know if the light here
But I'm just reaching for the stars like Buzz Lightyear
And now I'm lightyears ahead of those nightmares
I deaded those night terrors when the night clears
And if I talk to Christ, can I bring my mother back to life?
And if I die tonight, will I see her in the afterlife?
But back to reality, where everything's a tragedy
And you better have a strategy or you could be a statistic
Little boy dies, he's just one of the mystic
And mama steady crying, 'cause she really the victim
How she's getting high and she's getting addicted
And her older boy just stuck with the picture, painted vivid
That's a family portrait, and her daughter just absorbed it
Sixteen, pregnant, baby daddy says she should abort it
But we can't afford it, so she decides to move forward
Baby shower time, father didn't show up
Now she just feeling nauseous like she finna throw up
The water flows down her legs, yeah, it's finna go up
A year done went by, her daughter just turned one
And she's still dependent on her mom
Big brother in the streets, he went and bought him a gun
He want revenge 'cause the pain, feeling numb
And her mom still doing drugs 'cause that's the only time she feel loved
But is it real love? Do the scars really heal up?
From all the pain that been built up, but they don't feel us
A week done flew by, big bro ridin' then he see the guys
Left his little brother on the side, bleeding from the side
He seein' red, it's like he's bleeding through his eyes
To see him dead, the only thing that'll help the grieving up inside
He even let him get the last meal
He done with the streets after this, this his last kill
He gotta show him that it's that real
He ran up on him with the pipe like, 'N-, stand still'
'You took my brother life, you made my mother cry'
'Tell me one reason I shouldn't send you up to Christ'
He said, 'Go 'head, take my life, I've seen everything but Christ'
Then big bro just blacked out and all you seen was the light
Tell me if you know someone that needs
Uh-huh, in the name of the true and living God, the beneficent, the merciful
Thank you for bringing me up the rough side of the mountain like Ertugrul
Every knee bowed and every tongue confessed and paid homage
To the monk who visited Rothschilds like Thelonious did Pannonica
It's Jay Elec-entendre-nica comin' through your monitor
Back from the great beyond like the Son of Man or the Son of Donda
I never rolled the GXSR or the R6 or the Honda
But I flew my Ducati through North America like Wakanda
Earthquakes will strike this nation for what Bush did to Rwanda
What the Clintons did to Haiti and Downing Street did to Ghana
In Tenochtitlan, they call me Terremoto, El Negro Loco
I shape the tectonic plates of the game if I lay one vocal
The God is interstellar while you fellas remain local
My bars is like the pyramid temples of Pacal Votan
As sure as the DOJ confirmed Ezekiel's Wheel
That could change the world like Yacub with two pieces of steel
My sword and my microphone, I swore to the Christ's throne
But when you great, they wanna say you took an L, Jose Castillo
I'm in the fight here, fight here, for what seemed like lightyears
My rugged cross and thorny crowns squeeze out Christ tears
Thirty pieces of silver clout, my Pierre price tier
It's a war outside, it's a war outside
It's like the last days of Sodom and Gomorrah outside
Tell me if you know someone that needs
Now we've been through a lot of things
Tell me if you know someone that needs
We done seen a lot of things
Tell me if you know someone that needs
Been through a lot of things
Tell me if you know someone that needs
What up, Ye? This Larry Hoover Jr
First and foremost
I wanna thank you for taking the fight for my father to the Oval Office
You might not have been the only one that could've did that
But you were the one that did do that
And with your assistance, we can continue to let the world take part in this fight
You know, to me, it kinda feels like, me, my mother, my brothers
And my kids have all been incarcerated through this journey
And we haven't even been to jail
We have been looked at, and treated as criminals, for being a part of this family
My father's truth and the reality that he raised me in
Is that he wanted to make a change in this community
Because the conditions in this capitalist society is what made him
And it's what made the children of today
After twenty-five years of bein' locked down, twenty-three and one
My father has not called any shots
From one of the most secure and segregated prisons in the world
And will not, once released, call any shots for the Gangster Disciples
If my father's intentions were to lead us to death, destruction
Into the hell that he has had to live in for the past twenty-six years?
Man, he would be dead to me
I didn't sign up for that, I didn't stay on this journey this long for that
All my life, man, I've been waitin' for my father to come home
They told me when I graduate eighth grade, he would be home
Then they told me when I graduate from high school, he would be home
I went away to Morris Brown, I graduated, and he still ain't home
Now I'm an adult, and my daughter went away to college and graduated
He's still not home, now even more than that
My son, he graduated eighth grade and we still waitin'
Matter of fact, he hasn't hugged, kissed, or touched any of his grandchildren
And they haven't been able to touch they grandfather
Even though it is not seen that way for some of us, but for many of us
Larry Hoover is a beacon of hope for his community who deserves to breathe free air
Free my father Mr. Larry Hoover Sr. (Lord)
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