Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hallelujah , by - Kemba. Song from the album Negus, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 21.07.2016
Record label: Kemba
Song language: English
Hallelujah |
| I told my mother I loved her just the other week |
| Said I’m sorry for being weak, turn the other cheek |
| No villain is ever raised, as if a different breed |
| To us humans I shed a tear before I did the deed |
| Father, Father, our personas gone on forever |
| The grown-ups ain’t show no effort so homies don’t know no better |
| Of course we gon' go retarded |
| Our fathers were tarred and feathered |
| As targets and all we got is the president |
| So who riding I’m with it? |
| It’s hard to be positive when impoverished, I did it |
| Involving in politics for a profit |
| I’m searching for higher learning in hopes for a higher living |
| You open to different cultures, my opus in hieroglyphics |
| My nigga |
| Embarked on an inner search for forgiveness |
| My nigga |
| The death of a kid and birth of a cynic |
| My nigga |
| We traded our Laurens for foreign women |
| May the lord see our flaws, and may God be my witness |
| Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah |
| Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah |
| Ain’t no brighter days for a nigga like me |
| The church don’t pray for a nigga like me |
| The Lord ain’t saving niggas like me |
| It’s not likely, nah nah |
| Ain’t no fairy tales for a nigga like me |
| The world doesn’t label the nigga like me |
| Them educated niggas like me |
| It’s unlikely |
| I’m surely some sort of sorcerer |
| You flying flags while I flag down a flying saucer, huh |
| Jesus of Nazareth raps to the non-exalted |
| It’s Hera’s daughter reviving a dying culture |
| Live and direct from the fleshes you hide inside |
| Made of rotten carcasses piled to protect yourself from the vultures |
| But we survive like the phoenix rise |
| And arrive like the bronze in Egypt |
| My bronze people reaching a solstice |
| Hope to be seen as A Sea of Hope to the hopeless |
| They go to drink but the oil leaked in the ocean |
| Formula 40−40 will force the erosion |
| We taking .40s to 40−40 and posting |
| A lot of souls are going missing |
| A lot of goals get lost in prison |
| A lot of cold in this description |
| You out of focus, get the picture? |
| And even after all my logic and my theories |
| I gotta say «my nigga» so my niggas feel me |
| Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah |
| Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah |
| Ain’t no brighter days for a nigga like me |
| The church don’t pray for a nigga like me |
| The Lord ain’t saving niggas like me |
| It’s not likely, nah nah |
| Ain’t no fairy tales for a nigga like me |
| The world doesn’t label the nigga like me |
| Them educated niggas like me |
| It’s unlikely |
| You think, that you don’t have to ever quit |
| You think, that you can get away with it |
| You think, the light won’t be evident |
| It’s almost over now, almost over now |
| Something on your chest, better get it off |
| There’ll be no-one left, when we send it off |
| We ain’t going to take it no more |
| It’s almost over now, almost over now |