Listen to Oh Lord (feat. Fatt Father, Journalist 103 & Valid) by Apollo Brown

Oh Lord (feat. Fatt Father, Journalist 103 & Valid)

Apollo Brown

Hip-Hop

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Erik Stephens
Erik Stephens
Sampler
Jason R. Ferrell
Jason R. Ferrell
Rap
Shabazz Ford
Shabazz Ford
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Erik Stephens
Erik Stephens
Songwriter
Jason R. Ferrell
Jason R. Ferrell
Songwriter
Shabazz Ford
Shabazz Ford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Apollo Brown
Apollo Brown
Producer

Lyrics

What if I was painting the picture of what my life was like? It would require more than black and white Green as the traffic light That symbolizes the way that my pops would always go Without leaving a little dough for the rapid growth of my appetite Please hand me the blue, I gotta finish mama face By the way, for the skyline, I need a little grey Not a day goes by, that I don't think about my brother as he lay In that white suit beside in that packed church While different shades of brown just follow their black hearse I wanna react worse, but God had another plan First marriage, then childbirth, that white dress and pink bassinet Took gallons of paint and I ain't finished yet Then my son came and took every color that I get 'Cause the boy's portrait of dad has a permanent effect Don't touch it, please, that picture still wet, look at that I put my faith in my grind and leave the hatred behind Give me a sign, please No longer wastin' my time, the way the world is designed I gotta find peace When pain and suffering combine, you can't just stop and rewind You on a live feed You just hope for the best, prepare for the worst Listen and follow my lead Soon as he, turn on the breaking news A 3-year-old just got murdered in his home by some reckless dude Probably was drinking booze Now a baby is buried and he's in a cage How much do we stand to lose? Facin' these obstacles, over the obstacles The whole world's spiritually sick, we need a hospital We in the final days, watchin' in complete amaze As the world go up in smoke but we set the blaze But yall in killing phase, this pure genocide As we fightin' to survive just to stay alive That's a whole 'nother battle itself Just maintaining your health is the greatest of wealth Gotta double check on your food, that you pour from the shelf If we let them, they gon' feed us to death, ah We in a war to preserve what's left As I maintain my balance and strength so I pray I put my faith in my grind and leave the hatred behind Give me a sign, please No longer wastin' my time, the way the world is designed I gotta find peace When pain and suffering combine, you can't just stop and rewind You on a live feed You just hope for the best, prepare for the worst Listen and follow my lead We want fame, money, jewels Picture, more cars, bitches, food We want more drugs, pills, liquor Make us more sicker and the hoes more thicker We got no love, no chill, no honor We got no rules, no mama, no fathers So no code, no ethics, no guidance No remorse, so the consequences more violent Vocal cords crushed, no requesting your silence Blow the horns, this is just another funeral Just another day and this is nothing that's unusual Oh Lord, we so desensitized You see what's televised, begging for some better times Government be telling lies, they kind of telling lies Kind of like they penny-wise, please God, send a sign Or take me from the self inflicted hell we live in, oh Lord I put my faith in my grind and leave the hatred behind Give me a sign, please No longer wastin' my time, the way the world is designed I gotta find peace When pain and suffering combine, you can't just stop and rewind You on a live feed You just hope for the best, prepare for the worst Listen and follow my lead
Writer(s): David Arthur Garcia, Nate Feuerstein Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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