Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whos God, artist - Raashan Ahmad. Album song Ceremony, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.04.2013
Record label: Jakarta
Song language: English
Whos God |
On my knees as a seedling mastering my breathing |
Praying to Allah faith comes never leaving |
No pork on my fork strictly fish on my dish |
On Farrakans lap as a child reminisce |
That was my granddad grandma would see this |
Tell me the stories and glory of jesus |
He is the truth and the proof is the bible |
Road map to life and the key to survival |
Confusion moves in my direction |
Trying to figure my path to perfection |
Buddhist bahai hindu maybe rasta |
All with great teachings to master my chakras |
Lots of time and energy searching |
Books and conversation to lift up the curtain |
I feel gods love but which gang is he a part of |
The one who hang blacks in his name or made martyrs |
Killing daughters and sons for his glory |
I know its extreme and not the whole story |
Many categories and ways of thought |
Till I looked one day and found god through art |
Heart racing I’m chasing love has begun |
With my feet in the earth and my face in the sun |
That’s god but can it be all so simple |
No preacher no church no mosque no temple |
But now everywhere that I go |
I feel most high give a personal show |
Ecstatic and faithful thankful and humble |
Love to the front hate to the back crumble |
And if that ain’t god I don’t know |
What is you live gotta find your own flow |
But yo gotta move through the fascade |
And find a answer to the question who’s god |
Who’s god not an ipod I choose squads |
Ancestors lightworkers who illuminate my path |
Walking over rainbows |
A little gold brass on my staff |
Supreme math god bodies in the bath |
What you done overpower brass |
Destroy cash dusty flower lands |
Came from them sands particles in the band |
I’m feeling grand man take the time to understand |
The proof is in the tawny tan glow melanated flow |
Universal truth the great black mother oh |
Going off survival based on instincts |
Nurture my sphinx pose place prose |
Poetry in u-n-I versal language |
Not bound in fear mental anguish spiritual language |
Creates the need of a mystery god odd |
Misuse of power king james todd |
Smith feel good with the gift |
That’s stronger lift your vibration |
Resist the temptation knowledge born got me open |
Mind meditation induce your elevation |
Reflect the light of the elohs |
Same shape as them zeroes |
In my cycle circle again simply |
Take a look at yourself presence goose pimply |
Pinch me if you will I’m alive |
My soul is the spirit you can hear it |
Through my lyrics proofs the mirror image |
But just a mere appendage of something that’s greater |
Most high the creator goes by many names |
Different but the same the one covers all |
Makes the final call so who’s god ya’ll |