I taste my words and now I am spitting (Out) The government is kidding We all know dissing These fucking rules and regulations are killing me They see me and they know what's going on Yeah, bitch Pac is back what's going on? Flow so cold like north Yeah I'm snowing on Jealousy, hate and racism is what's growing on in this World They got money for war but can't feed the poor I see kids dying every time I read the news I have lost hope, lost faith God help me Just like pop smoke got hate That made my heart envious I rhyme for a reason On a fucking mission, Cooking in the kitchen Don't you dare mess with me you are not in that position I'm tryna bring a revolution My music got better with time like Darwin's theory of evolution Legend of the game I'm like Drogba Style so sick man just like Pogba Slap all the haters like I am a soldier I'm from Ghana I got heat but my flow is still colder Golden words that I say this world is faker We all sleeping man we better wakeup Before it's too late I rap like I'm Kool Aid Praying for the world and my brothers like Cool J Children are hungry and you eat in five star People can't drink water soon the fight starts Lights are gone Everything is now too dark Telling the facts, I'm just like 2pac Yeah they eat the poor like little fish you a shark I will kill you like Dracula my teeth too sharp People die everyday they don't care I'm like Ngolo Kanté This world is bad place man I can't stay God, please end the pain Please I pray every single day I see kids on the streets They getting tricked at the age They should be getting the treats Plant a seed of love with me and watch it become a tree Cuz I'm too sick of this world Wake me up When I'm free Wake me up Wake me up when I'm free Wake me up Wake me up when I'm free and I have a dream I have a dream Everyone living happy No kid sleeps hungry No man dies early I dream big My team big I mean this I seen shit You been sick I will kick, all the hate out of your voice I am the news, and I am the noise I do what I dream you don't have a choice I'm like Nelson Mandela, break racism like toys One man army you need convoys You hate my black colour but your mum loves it Loves it Loves it Loves it Loves it Call me dad cuz you're my son boy I'm gonna find you no place to hide Rap was dying I gave a kiss of life My flow cuts throat but it's not a knife Lord The world is too dark please guide us within a light I'm like a lion in the battle ground You can't fight me Man, just settle down You think you're hard but you're like a clown You want better clothes I want better sounds It's a challenge just try to flow on my rhymes I am full of diamonds like I just came out of the Solomon mines Racism hate scam Why you do all those crimes? Sun goes down every night But I pray for good times And I know for sure everything will be fine Cuz what we do in the dark will always be find Living a real life in a fake world is not easy Don't trust anyone Independent till we die

God don't make no promises that he don't keep You got some big dreams, baby But in order to dream you gotta still be asleep When you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up And strengthen the things that remain? Counterfeit philosophies have polluted all of your thoughts Karl Marx has got ya by the throat And Henry Kissinger's got you tied up in knots When you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up And strengthen the things that remain? You got innocent men in jail, insane asylums are filled You got unrighteous doctors Dealing drugs that'll never cure your ills When you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up And strengthen the things that remain? You got men who can't hold their peace Women who can't control their tongues The rich seduce the poor and the old are seduced by the young When you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up Strengthen the things that remain? Adulterers in churches and pornography in the schools You got gangsters in power and lawbreakers making rules When you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up And strengthen the things that remain? Spiritual advisors and gurus to guide your every move Instant inner peace and every step you take has got to be approved When you gonna wake up Said when you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up And strengthen the things that remain? Do you ever wonder just what God requires? You think he's just an errand boy to satisfy your wandering desires When you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up And strengthen the things that remain? You can't take it with you and you know it's too worthless to be sold They tell you time is money As if your life was worth its weight in gold There's a man on a cross and he been crucified for you Believe in his power, that's about all you got to do When you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up When you gonna wake up And strengthen the things that remain?

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