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1: Jeremiah Bligen]
Son of promise, my people been called to the Most High
And loved even though I had a yoke tied
Suffocated by the weight of my presence
Those whips drove deep, see a parade's in session, He
Came a mighty long way from the slave trade
Had a dream of brothers enslaved to the same state
Punched in a hole and betrayed like a school lunch
Dove down on me, now I'm clean like a new cut
Lied on and behind bars, you devise
Wicked to demise but I rise up, now it's day
I'm empowered with the same faces that preyed on me
Looking at me, needing plenty grace, and I'm contemplating
Do I pull a rug from under these rats?
That's a pickle, 'cause my Tommy gun got a couple heads for these cats
Bring it back, let the Spirit that
Kept me well in prison, ran a tab for me with forgiveness
Have mercy
You are so hateful and spiteful but I won't return you the same stuff
'Cause Jesus came down in humility so that I can make my way up
Life to my enemies, it's life to my
Life to my enemies, life to my
I was traveling down D Road
It just so happens that would be the road
Where my self-righteousness would end low
I'm down to the flow by an impeccable glow
Yeah, had the Shekinah on me
Much more powerful than the Llama on me
True power, no timey, homie
No coward, see our body, homies
I was blind, needed someone to lay hands on me
But I was fine 'til I got some new plans on it
Except for the fact that they don't believe I changed
And suffered the anguish to bear Christ's name
I suffer being locked down, beat, overlooked
I suffered unjust trials, truth had 'em shook
Yeah, I wrote it down for the Prince of Peace
Even though I will die by my enemies