Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Acts Of Vengence , by - Vakill. Song from the album Worst Fears Confirmed, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 23.01.2006
Record label: Molemen
Song language: English
Acts Of Vengence |
| A pastor for 16 years in the hood |
| Known for steering all my troubled peers to the good |
| Made sure God’s word appeared understood |
| So those that didn’t believe that he worked wonders — could |
| Family of five — livin' wife, one boy, two girls |
| Spiritually guided through this new world’s few perils |
| Community activist, summer camps, youth centres |
| Bible class to help us find the God and the truth in us |
| Shield us from the true sinners that corrupted the block |
| So dreams of kids wouldn’t be interrupted and blocked |
| When a homeless sought shelter in a dead-ended search |
| He’d take him in, feed him, let him rest his head in the church |
| A neighbourhood cornerstone that made his presence felt |
| Never took credit, always said God’s blessings helped |
| «I'm just the instrument», he’d say; |
| «God's the musician» |
| He’d help of bringing dreams of finding jobs to fruition |
| Then a six-year-old girl was killed in a crossfire |
| Block got hot, made the price of the coke go higher |
| The pastor took action, waged a war on drugs |
| With vows to clean up the hood, that he swore on blood |
| Three days a week, the hood is led by this prophet marchin' |
| Dope man’s pissed because it’s affecting his profit margin |
| Now all this heat got the dope game forced in a drought |
| Cause the pastor got squad cars, and reinforcements out |
| And the thugs ain’t feelin' his influence on the community |
| So they wait one Sunday to seize for an opportunity |
| The pastor’s at church, second service, from noon to three |
| Unsuspecting the acts of vengeance that are soon to be |
| While he’s giving sermon, the thugs is teaching a lesson |
| So all the anti-drug shit that he preach is in question |
| Poured four gallons of gasoline on his estate |
| Thank God no one’s home, if so they wouldn’t’ve escaped |
| Cause killin' wasn’t the purpose |
| Just to make the good pastor nervous |
| But the kids attended the mornin' service |
| So he let them stay home and put the oldest in charge |
| They were burned beyond recognition, smoldered and charred |
| When the pastor found out, his heart got colder and hard |
| But you vowed to be a soldier to God |
| And those innocent children, didn’t have a chance to escape once |
| And did I mention that the youngest of the three was eight months? |
| WHAT WOULD YOU DO? |
| Cause murder, your soul can’t afford |
| WHAT WOULD YOU DO? |
| Remember, you a man of the lord |
| WHAT WOULD YOU DO? |
| God said revenge is his alone, so only he’s allowed to place his hands on |
| The sword |
| WHAT WOULD YOU DO? |
| Just accept it, and grieve inside? |
| WHAT WOULD YOU DO? |
| Throw away your reliefs in mind? |
| WHAT WOULD YOU DO? |
| WOULD YOU RATHER LEAVE IT UP TO GOD? |
| OR LOAD UP TECHS AND NINES AND EVEN UP |
| THE ODDS? |
| I got a nine on the left… |
| Tech on the right… |
| So I guess I’m ready to ride… |
| From now on NO MERCY |
| We all gotta die, but you first G |
| I got a nine on the left… |
| Tech on the right… |
| So I guess I’m ready to ride… |
| From now on NO MERCY |
| We all gotta die, but you first G |