| Tell the Reverend Harris to pray for me, Lord
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| I ain’t gonna live
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| I don’t believe I’m gonna live to get much older
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| Lights out, so peaceful, stressless
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| Things used to seem so restless
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| Forgive me please, see I need to address this
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| Just haven’t been this breathless since I met this
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| Woman who lept into my life when I was reckless
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| Mothered my blessed kid, but was destined to exit early
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| Guess you can say I’ve been blessed with the best gifts
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| Reminiscing, holding her necklace in my clenched fist
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| Ha, it’s funny how we move in sudden directions
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| Dedicated my life to the public’s protection
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| Never remarried cause love’s an investment
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| Besides, I had a baby girl to worry about
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| That would struggle to blend in
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| Now as I think, a weightlessness is interrupting my senses
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| A pulsing tension carries my very frame
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| I rise up in ascension — WAIT!
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| I try to escape, but I arrive at these gates
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| I see a figure standing guard who invites me to pray
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| I tried it on
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| At the gates of Hell
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| I’m going to lay
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| Down, down
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| I walk towards the figure that’s extending its hand
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| I move to enter past the gates yet I’m met with its grasp
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| Slow down son, there’s things to discuss such as family
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| But first, let us talk about vanity
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| Vanity? |
| Man, you’re sadly mistaken
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| Either that or your sanity’s shaken
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| If you’d examine me patiently
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| You’d retract on your statement
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| I haven’t sinned flagrantly, I’ve acted as faithfully
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| As any other single father
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| Who raised a baby girl graciously
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| Nakedly, she was at your door after her mother’s death
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| Ignorant to racial anger and other stress
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| Later had a mixed baby at her sweet sixteen
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| How did that fit within your picnic scene?
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| Sometimes it’s too late to fix these things
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| The pristine dream was over
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| Had to face the fact she split these genes with his sick seed
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| With skin the darkest pigment seen
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| And so I kicked and screamed
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| Until we found the peace that distance brings
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| A mixed raced queen, that was your thoughts about her mama
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| Up yonder went her soul, your hate growed from ponders
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| On life, being less trife with a white wife
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| So any instance of y’alls differences it was slice-slice
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| Oh my, it’s not her race, my daughter’s love flies blind
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| I couldn’t take her making the same mistakes that crushed my life
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| I’m dumbstruck by these baseless allegations
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| I’ve saved too many lives of all creeds
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| For you to paint me as a racist
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| I’ve endangered my own safety to save babies from blazes
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| Black, white, latino, even asian on occasion
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| But why so?
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| How dare you question my motivation!
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| No need to second guess, your only aim was to be famous
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| Lord knows, you’ve left behind scorched souls
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| Black children left chilling, later found burnt whole
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| So sadly, your glory’s to come urgently
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| Sentenced to fight fires for eternity |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Gates, artist - CunninLynguists. Album song A Piece of Strange Live In NYC 2009, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп