How I felt on a random day.

Song I wrote sung by my father.

Song I wrote sung by my father.

⁣There are times when we face life challenges that we must encourage ourselves to move in the peace of the Most High. Rest in Him as He walks you through those difficult times.

⁣This song and more can be found on ElectSoundsRadio.com. Tune in for music that matches your Hebrew Lifestyle!

⁣In the last days
You’ll see dead slaves
Standing over opened graves
Revitalized and called back to life
These are those who died once because they were born twice
These are those
Who y’all supposed
Were just negroes
Acting up and dying in the ghettoes
From New York, to LA, back to Chicago
Those who came over on ships as cargo
If you aint getting non of this
Read Deuteronomy 28
And Leviticus 26
From Yah’s lips
To Moses’ penmanship
These are those from Ezekiel’s Valley of the Dry Bones
Resurrected and called home
These are those who you once figured
Was nothing more than a front page nigga
An enraged nigga
A cop chased
Somebody got raped let’s blame an insane nigga
I came to bring the pain, live on stage nigga
These are them
who didn’t make friends with the government
But the kept the covenant
Over the centuries
Went from the plantations to the penitentiaries
From lashes on their backs
To tricked out Cadillacs
Cats
Strengthening up their acts
Preaching and teaching he’s coming back
From drug dealing
To soul healing
To nation building
No more shooting back and forth
Or shooting hoops on a basketball court
The only team that we play for
Is that team here to redeem the lost
These are those who withstood banishment
Brave men
Cursed by God and under the management
Of cavemen
Behold
The Lord put a sword in the hand of slave man
Who soul
Has been elevated to the level of the divine
In the last times
These are those from the project hallways
Standing around bobbing their heads having nothing to do all day
These are those insane niggas,
Those talk slang niggas
Those deep in the game niggas
Who got baptized
Before they died and now they’re changed niggas
In the last days you can call them grave diggers
Digging graves for whre mongers, liars, dogs and Jesus killers
Yeah, them niggas…

Trials and tribulations are part of the process