Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Breakin' Dawn, artist - Brother Ali. Album song Us, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.09.2009
Record label: Rhymesayers Entertainment
Song language: English
Breakin' Dawn |
Ha, ha, ha |
Hey, hey, heeey |
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha |
Ha, ha (another day), ha |
Hey, hey, heeey, ah (Lord I just gotta find a way) |
Old master had a leper for a child |
Left him out to fend for his self in the wild |
They laughed at him anytime he went to town |
So he kept to his self and he seldom came around |
Loved life and he loved his kin |
But he couldn’t understand why they ain’t love him |
Slept out in the shed all alone |
And all he ever wanted was some friends of his own |
A few hands saved him, took him in and raised him |
Taught him about love and struggle and patience |
Gave him the family comfort he was cravin |
He worked when they work and he sang when they sang |
He sang so clear and so loud |
That the masters of the children could hear him from the house |
They recognize his voice and ran out |
Everybody wanna know what the ruckus all about y’all |
Preach on Mr. Preacher Man, they say |
Everybody wanna hear what you have to say |
Stand tall, speak loud, boy that’s the way |
Them songs of yours, bring us a brand new day |
Ha, ha (another day), ha |
Hey, hey, heeey, ah (Lord I just gotta find a way) |
See good Lord, I’ve been waitin so long |
For y’all to come out here and take me in the home |
The world’s so cold with no place to belong |
They said «come on in boy, sing your song» |
He stepped inside and to his surprise |
It was so damn fly, he can’t believe his eyes |
Ate and he drank and he felt satisfied |
'Til he sat by the window and he glanced out-side |
Loved ones out workin |
Eyes got full and his heart start hurtin |
'Cause them folk been singin for years |
But ain’t any one of them set foot up in here |
Hold up, how you get so much |
Livin off folk like us that got it so rough |
The way you hold 'em in your cold clutch |
Makes me think that you don’t love your own soul enough |
Preach on Mr. Preacher Man, they say |
Everybody wanna hear what you have to say |
Stand tall, speak loud, boy that’s the way |
Them songs of yours, bring us a brand new day |
Preach on Mr. Preacher Man, they say |
Everybody wanna hear what you have to say |
Stand tall, speak loud, boy that’s the way |
Them songs of yours, give us a brand new day |
Closed his eyes as he sang every note |
The songs he was taught and the ones that he wrote |
Stood up, cleared his throat, grabbed his coat |
In those last moments, a few words were spoke |
«I used to peak at this old house in awe |
Imaginin what it must be like and all |
And this the finest spread these eyes ever saw |
But I don’t mind sayin I feel sorry for y’all |
All that gettin, so little givin |
Led a lot of y’all to forget what’s missin |
Built you a big pretty prison to sit in |
Strut around here, convinced that that’s livin |
But we gonna keep on singin |
Keep on solderin, keep on buildin |
Keep on teachin and keep on listenin |
And keep, keepin on, 'til the whole thing’s different» |
In the shed, the sun start to set |
Said all his prayers and laid down his head |
Everything said that he needed to say |
And one of these mornings we’ll wake up to a brand new |