In Zion - Alberto Gambino

We're the reflection of imperfection We come from the infinite place of limitation Rejoice in these days, make a correction We're the completion Lights out, down for the count, and can't get up Meanwhile the enemy screams the boy is stuck And the legs of the king are dangling in a rut Falling pieces, lost sparks, hearts cut We're not alone in the madness If we're here, then so are you Deepest caverns underground We've been digging for the truth Scrape my knees, on the hurdles, face down in the puddles Only one who'll get us out of this mess The one who put us here I've got a spear driven through my ear Can't you hear the sound, crystal clear Pistols crashing chandeliers Long for brooks of water like the deer A man is just a man Filled of faults and weakness For a young Jerusalem all alone and speechless And night time, nobody's home, roam streets in darkness I feel I'm just a man, flesh and bones, homeless A man is just a man Filled of faults and weakness For a young Jerusalem all alone and speechless And night time, nobody's home, roam streets in darkness I feel I'm just a man Planting seeds, they won't sink in I'm dried up, like the desert earth, how could these seeds give birth Water me down, liquify, I will not be cursed From one into a billion disperse Wisdom rains like water from heaven to below Crush my earth, seeds sow, garden start to grow You know you've got to rise, though you like to flow You can't keep staring out the window Earth, water, wind, fire we stay low while getting higher Spark igniter, fighting tired Stay wired, enlighten loads Stay alive, weep wail chant, cry, let out a sigh Energized, give out my last dime, life shouldn't pass me by Rise to the occassion Keep these hearts all blazin Build your life on a river of wax Melt into space, we've been here since the beginning, not going away Not going away A man is just a man Filled of faults and weakness For a young Jerusalem all alone and speechless And night time, nobody's home, roam streets in darkness I feel I'm just a man, flesh and bones, homeless A man is just a man Filled of faults and weakness For a young Jerusalem all alone and speechless And night time, nobody's home, roam streets in darkness I feel I'm just a man

Yeah The August symphonic, power of ablonic To heal still, medical bill trill harmonics Silver sonnets from the Bonyuesian bonnets I leave a whole sleeve down in Condolese's comments Cop a reebonix, competent and gannet Godzilla's economics rock gondolas 'til you vomit Bigger than the tongue and write signatures with a Thomas Great Wall of China climber and Bonny will correspond it Opera onyx, popular's for convicts Stay below the doppler, turn robotics into sonics Positioned jostlers, monitor hegemonics Robots make the robots that solder the electronics Nostradamus couldn't bother to keep a promise Logic's on the rocket, what profit defeats a conscience? Somebody's daughter is contemplating the convent But a man with a dollar is slobbering for her honchos Mouth is just watering for some nonsense And this might be the moment her modeling probably launches Gobbling collard greens through the rumpus Washing gasoline, watch hollering, replace a congress Golden gossiping auditing through my content Running out of water, just pondering where the pond went World's hottest summer, we're wondering if they pawned it Desperate for the credits to come tumbling through the conflict, yeah These episodes of the soul Make me go past emote control Can you make a ho' fold? All the drill music in Zion These episodes of the soul Make me go past emote control Can we make a ho' fold? All the drill music in Zion Now there are those that resoluted to wreck Got caught, fought, lost, electrocuted to death Came a little late for the rescue and the flesh DNA exonerates posthumously whatever's left No resurrection but reputation's correct The revelation brings decorated regrets All do respect, it's not really about fair Collective sigh 'cause the real killer's still out there (there, there...) Probably calling up police Complaining 'bout his neighbors or just walking on the beach Why should he have such views of the ocean? And not be hanging from the gallows with his neck neatly broken? I let it soak in, then I put the soap in Then I put the boats in, then I play with both them The hot tub's now lookin' like a yacht club Makin' sure I get all of the shoes like a bot does Neighbor is pissed Tells the cops, "If he wants to bathe like a sailor Live on a container ship" I party all night and the bangin' is intense 'Cause I know exactly what you did And you gon' pay for it, you bitch These episodes of the soul Make me go past emote control Can you make a ho' fold? All the drill music in Zion These episodes of the soul Make me go past emote control Can we make a ho' fold? All the drill music in Zion We'll end this shortly, story moral is the same You either fly into the portal or put the portal over the plane Coralling mortals is nothing short of insane Let's try and turn this quarter water to a quarter bottles in Janes, haha These episodes of the soul Make me go past emote control Can we make a ho' fold? All the drill music in Zion These episodes of the soul Make me go past emote control Can we make a ho' fold? All the drill music in Zion

Little girl, thirteen, broke down The violence Little boys playing 'round, shot down The violence, the violence Baby girl, baby daddy, east-headed The violence, the violence The violence, the violence Cut him up, any gang, they're the same The violence, the violence, oh Don't worry 'bout tomorrow The violence, the violence Don't worry 'bout tomorrow The violence, the violence Beat him up, keep him down Light him up, the violence Never say what you see, keep quiet The silence, the silence Little boy, little girl Are you scared of the world? Is it hard to live? Just take care of your soul Let the beauty unfold You'll get through it Don't worry 'bout tomorrow The violence, the violence The violence, the violence Don't worry 'bout tomorrow The violence, the violence The violence, the violence What do you love? I love... who do I love? Yeah, who do you love? Me? Yeah Anybody else? Mom and Hulalo, and Santa And I love and I love Roland And I love myself That's those are good answers Those are really good answers Do you love yourself? I do love myself Does mommy love herself? Absolutely Mom Do you love yourself? Yeah, I do You best or (Do both)