Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Gates , by - CunninLynguists. Song from the album A Piece Of Strange, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 23.01.2006
Record label: LA Underground
Song language: English
The Gates |
| Tell the Reverend Harris to pray for me, Lord |
| I ain’t gonna live |
| I don’t believe I’m gonna live to get much older |
| Lights out, so peaceful, stressless |
| Things used to seem so restless |
| Forgive me please, see I need to address this |
| Just haven’t been this breathless since I met this |
| Woman who lept into my life when I was reckless |
| Mothered my blessed kid, but was destined to exit early |
| Guess you can say I’ve been blessed with the best gifts |
| Reminiscing, holding her necklace in my clenched fist |
| Ha, it’s funny how we move in sudden directions |
| Dedicated my life to the public’s protection |
| Never remarried cause love’s an investment |
| Besides, I had a baby girl to worry about |
| That would struggle to blend in |
| Now as I think, a weightlessness is interrupting my senses |
| A pulsing tension carries my very frame |
| I rise up in ascension — WAIT! |
| I try to escape, but I arrive at these gates |
| I see a figure standing guard who invites me to pray |
| I tried it on |
| At the gates of Hell |
| I’m going to lay |
| Down, down |
| I walk towards the figure that’s extending its hand |
| I move to enter past the gates yet I’m met with its grasp |
| Slow down son, there’s things to discuss such as family |
| But first, let us talk about vanity |
| Vanity? |
| Man, you’re sadly mistaken |
| Either that or your sanity’s shaken |
| If you’d examine me patiently |
| You’d retract on your statement |
| I haven’t sinned flagrantly, I’ve acted as faithfully |
| As any other single father |
| Who raised a baby girl graciously |
| Nakedly, she was at your door after her mother’s death |
| Ignorant to racial anger and other stress |
| Later had a mixed baby at her sweet sixteen |
| How did that fit within your picnic scene? |
| Sometimes it’s too late to fix these things |
| The pristine dream was over |
| Had to face the fact she split these genes with his sick seed |
| With skin the darkest pigment seen |
| And so I kicked and screamed |
| Until we found the peace that distance brings |
| A mixed raced queen, that was your thoughts about her mama |
| Up yonder went her soul, your hate growed from ponders |
| On life, being less trife with a white wife |
| So any instance of y’alls differences it was slice-slice |
| Oh my, it’s not her race, my daughter’s love flies blind |
| I couldn’t take her making the same mistakes that crushed my life |
| I’m dumbstruck by these baseless allegations |
| I’ve saved too many lives of all creeds |
| For you to paint me as a racist |
| I’ve endangered my own safety to save babies from blazes |
| Black, white, latino, even asian on occasion |
| But why so? |
| How dare you question my motivation! |
| No need to second guess, your only aim was to be famous |
| Lord knows, you’ve left behind scorched souls |
| Black children left chilling, later found burnt whole |
| So sadly, your glory’s to come urgently |
| Sentenced to fight fires for eternity |