Killah Priest - 4 Tomorrow

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4 Tomorrow x4

The cargo ships rocking ocean tides

Their freedom watch from the open skies

Cried for his chosen tribe

The great Amistad wave goodbye

You'll never see her again

Currents of strong wind

Took niggas on the long ride

Naked have I came, naked should I leave?

This hell I see, I've written it in my form

So if my time calls you can press play like it's yesterday

It's been a decade since the best say (Heavy Mental)

Y'all hear 'em again, my serum's the pen

If death follows, so lie for now

The apostle, grace be unto you

Till the coming of shallow, I wrote this...

4 Tomorrow x3

What's sufficient for the ears?

Redemption is near

The hope of Christian, religion is listen but fear

This society put us back in bondage

Till we recall elements, living devilish in our conscious

We became monsters

Cause all we want is the chronic and some liquors

And tat on some scriptures and I miss my sister

Pictures haunts my mind, it turns realer

Look inside my memories mirror

Her-oin had an in-sedation, till she became an AIDS patient

Her last days she laid shaking

I stood by her grave waiting

For the preacher to finish his sentence

I dropped the rose in the hole then I left repented

It took part of my soul; turn my soft heart into stone

When I strike my chest it hurts my hand

Is our freedom even worth the plan?

The dope merchant glance

Then look back at the fiend like "you heard the man"

Who wanna take a stand? Hopes are hollow

The adolescent hand chokes a bottle

No role models, wherever the streets leads he shall follow

4 Tomorrow x6

Let's see the future

This for the future man

Ha-ha, I want the future to hear me

I want everybody to realize

That when I sat and I wrote this

This was for...

He quickened my heart after the foolish women rip it apart

Swimming in a dark sea that was living with sharks

The last enemy to destroy his death, what's next?

Given the power, all things wicked will end an hour

The corruptible, must put on end corruption

All this and his destructions

God to men discussions, he looks at sin disgusting

Sky erupting when my pen is touching

Deliverance from this ignorance

Idiots or oblivious, it makes God furious

Surrender yourselves, ye members of hell

Offenders are given the jail

The devils agenda's to get in one self

All we wanted was help, the conomine is blind

The honorable is hard to find, there should be no sign

Liberty is defined, the spirit must be circumcised

It's deeper than just tribute time

4 Tomorrow(x12)