Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Break Bread, artist - CANON. Album song Welcome to the Family, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 06.04.2014
Record label: EMPIRE, Reflection
Song language: English
Break Bread |
| No more going in circles we know His way at last |
| And we ain’t straying He gave us power to stay the path |
| And we don’t sleep on His teachings we stay awake in class |
| And find faithful men to break bread like its made of glass |
| We wake up early and crash late |
| In the word seeking Jesus with the mad face |
| Exhorting brothas live ya life like its your last day |
| In worship being taught the same things like sum classmates |
| Gimme a fork, I’m at the Lord’s table with my kin |
| I need a bib, I’m so sloppy when I get it in |
| We on that soul food, help us loose the taste for sin |
| Gave me the itis, got me sleeping on haters again |
| You say you hungry, I’m telling you come eat |
| Give me some of your portion, you know that I’m greedy |
| And I’mma give you mine, nourish the body |
| Break bread, let’s finish the plate, communally |
| I’m sitting at the Lord’s table tryna break bread |
| What you holding on, better break bread |
| We eating over here, get a chair you can break bread |
| Aye what you got over there, I’m coming over trying break bread |
| Break bread |
| Many have one gift or got a talent to give to papa |
| Better worship him and edify your sister and your brosha |
| The spirit gave birth to your talent kinda like a masha |
| They ask use these gifts for the devil I tell them nada |
| Now And Our Talents did we get it from the spirit, then why |
| Do we Act selfish to those who helpless we sit by |
| Black ow blow black ow |
| Come to my house, with a big cow and |
| Come and sit down, come and get down |
| Serve it all and give 'em all your best now |
| Ok that bread ain’t yours did you earn whatcha holdin on |
| It’s the baker whose the maker |
| We should take and put our focus on |
| The savior said to take the oats and quake 'em microwave 'em bro |
| Oatmeal beat no meal the Spirit got you so filled |
| Cheers to life Ted Danson, we work as family Hanson |
| Or Jacksons, our talents, It’s all for one put hands in |
| If i got it, you got it, By Gods grace you profit |
| If you offer me nada, Hakuna Matata |
| I’m sitting at the Lord’s table tryna break bread |
| What you holding on, better break bread |
| We eating over here, get a chair you can break bread |
| Aye what you got over there, I’m coming over trying break bread |
| Break bread |
| We wrestle through the darkness with people until the day come |
| We take the truth and shoot it strait like a ray gun |
| And we strive to be diverse in our communities |
| All these colors got us looking like a box of crayons |
| In one faith and baptism we sharing them |
| With one God who’s high and flier than seraphims |
| So we sit at the table of the Lord God |
| Breaking bread looking like a bunch of vegetarians |
| I’m sitting at the Lord’s table tryna break bread |
| What you holding on, better break bread |
| We eating over here, get a chair you can break bread |
| Aye what you got over there, I’m coming over trying break bread |
| Break bread |