Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In The Beginning, artist - K'NAAN. Album song The Dusty Foot Philosopher, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.10.2008
Record label: Interdependent Media
Song language: English
In The Beginning |
In the beginning there was hum |
From a poet whose pulse fell |
Drum drum drum! |
He would perform prayers and all |
Till one day he heard a voice call |
Come come come! |
Suspicious he moved with vicious caution |
Dismisses, he thinks it’s a little off |
People get held back |
By the voice inside them |
Yo |
The voice said I’m poised to speak inside you |
Rejoice and please let me invite you |
To evil, greed and lies too |
Yeah |
Confused and dazed he moved in ways he soon became a kunni |
Boom boom boom |
And knock on his door his heart is no more |
And knock on his door his soul is no more |
Yeah |
That was in the beginning |
As the story goes on |
So |
The poet’s got a proposal |
He would always hope but never know |
What it feels to be free |
He would be the frozen imposed as the chosen |
All laws oppose him |
But it would be greed |
That’s got him there |
He’s power hungry and proud too |
People don’t care, people just scared |
People don’t care, people just prayer |
Yeah |
That was in the beginning |
There was a hum |
And things change |
Yeah, yeah, yeah |
Say |
It’s better to light a candle than to curse the dark |
In the eyes of the youth there are question marks |
Like freedom |
Freedom for the mind and soul |
We don’t see them |
See them for their worth at all |
That’s why we lead them |
Lead them to these wars and what is it we feed them |
Feed them our impurities and who it is we treat them |
Treat them like the enemy humanity will need them |
Need them like the blood we spill and we’re freedom |
Freedom for the hearts we fill |
Mislead them |
They hunger for the love we give |
But we cheat them |
The cops beat them when all he wants is his freedom |
So they defeat them |
Whatever spirit he’s got |
Beat him! |
And they teach them that the rest of the world don’t need him |
And he believes it’s a disease that he’s heathen |
Put up your fists if all you want is freedom |
Put up your fists if all you want is — |
That was in the beginning |
And things change |
Yeah, yeah, yeah — |
And we keep holding on |
And we keep being strong |
And we keep going on |
And on and on and on |
And we keep holding on |
And we keep being strong |
And we keep going on |
And on and on and on |