I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.
If I could recollect before my hood days.
I sit and reminisce, thinking and bliss on the good days.
They tested, it was stressed that they under.
And nowadays, things changed.
Everyone ashamed to the youth, cuz the truth looks strange.
And for me it reversed, we left them a world that cursed, and it hurts.
Cause any day theyl push the button.
And all commend, like Malcom X and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin?
Don make me get teary, the world looks dreary.
When you wipe your eyes, seeing clearly.
There no need for you to fear me. If you take your time to hear me,
maybe you can learn to cheer me. It ain about black or white,
I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.
Tell me do you see that old lady, ain it sad.
Living out of bags, plus she glad for the little things she has.
And over there there a lady, crack got her crazy.
Guess she giving birth to a baby.
I don trip and let m fade me,
Even now I keep discouraged. Wonder if they take it all back,
Will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model.
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles.
I made mistakes, but learned from every one.
And when it said and done. I bet this brother be a better one.
If I upset, you don stress. Never forget that God hasn finished with me yet.
I feel his hand on my brain. When I write rhymes,
I go blind, and let the lord do his thing. But am I less holy?
Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homeyz.
Before we find world peace. We gotta find peace in the war on the streets.
I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.
Pay the price for being hellbound.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:12.770]I welcome with my hands.
[00:17.940]And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
[00:24.060] And peace to this young warrior,
[00:26.720]Without the sound of guns.
[00:30.180]If I could recollect before my hood days.
[00:32.750] I sit and reminisce, thinking and bliss on the good days.
[00:39.570]They tested, it was stressed that they under.
[00:42.230]And nowadays, things changed.
[00:44.330] Everyone ashamed to the youth, cuz the truth looks strange.
[00:48.270]And for me it reversed, we left them a world that cursed, and it hurts.
[00:53.940]Cause any day theyl push the button.
[00:55.940]And all commend, like Malcom X and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin?
[01:00.060]Don make me get teary, the world looks dreary.
[01:03.830]When you wipe your eyes, seeing clearly.
[01:06.190]There no need for you to fear me. If you take your time to hear me,
[01:09.800]maybe you can learn to cheer me. It ain about black or white,
[01:24.020]I welcome with my hands.
[01:29.090] And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
[01:34.960]And peace to this young warrior,
[01:38.230]Without the sound of guns.
[01:41.040] Tell me do you see that old lady, ain it sad.
[01:43.850]Living out of bags, plus she glad for the little things she has.
[01:47.760]And over there there a lady, crack got her crazy.
[01:51.170] Guess she giving birth to a baby.
[01:53.830] I don trip and let m fade me,
[01:59.870] Even now I keep discouraged. Wonder if they take it all back,
[02:03.580]Will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model.
[02:07.900]I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles.
[02:10.870]I made mistakes, but learned from every one.
[02:13.830]And when it said and done. I bet this brother be a better one.
[02:17.490] If I upset, you don stress. Never forget that God hasn finished with me yet.
[02:23.510] I feel his hand on my brain. When I write rhymes,
[02:26.670]I go blind, and let the lord do his thing. But am I less holy?
[02:31.290]Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homeyz.
[02:35.000]Before we find world peace. We gotta find peace in the war on the streets.
[02:48.440] I welcome with my hands.
[02:52.760]And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold.
[02:58.780] And peace to this young warrior,
[03:01.740] Without the sound of guns.
[03:23.360]Pay the price for being hellbound.
I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.
If I could recollect before my hood days.
I sit and reminisce, thinking and bliss on the good days.
They tested, it was stressed that they under.
And nowadays, things changed.
Everyone ashamed to the youth, cuz the truth looks strange.
And for me it reversed, we left them a world that cursed, and it hurts.
Cause any day theyl push the button.
And all commend, like Malcom X and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin?
Don make me get teary, the world looks dreary.
When you wipe your eyes, seeing clearly.
There no need for you to fear me. If you take your time to hear me,
maybe you can learn to cheer me. It ain about black or white,
I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.
Tell me do you see that old lady, ain it sad.
Living out of bags, plus she glad for the little things she has.
And over there there a lady, crack got her crazy.
Guess she giving birth to a baby.
I don trip and let m fade me,
Even now I keep discouraged. Wonder if they take it all back,
Will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model.
I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles.
I made mistakes, but learned from every one.
And when it said and done. I bet this brother be a better one.
If I upset, you don stress. Never forget that God hasn finished with me yet.
I feel his hand on my brain. When I write rhymes,
I go blind, and let the lord do his thing. But am I less holy?
Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homeyz.
Before we find world peace. We gotta find peace in the war on the streets.
I welcome with my hands.
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold.
And peace to this young warrior,
Without the sound of guns.
Pay the price for being hellbound.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:12.770]I welcome with my hands.
[00:17.940]And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
[00:24.060] And peace to this young warrior,
[00:26.720]Without the sound of guns.
[00:30.180]If I could recollect before my hood days.
[00:32.750] I sit and reminisce, thinking and bliss on the good days.
[00:39.570]They tested, it was stressed that they under.
[00:42.230]And nowadays, things changed.
[00:44.330] Everyone ashamed to the youth, cuz the truth looks strange.
[00:48.270]And for me it reversed, we left them a world that cursed, and it hurts.
[00:53.940]Cause any day theyl push the button.
[00:55.940]And all commend, like Malcom X and Bobby Hunton, died for nothin?
[01:00.060]Don make me get teary, the world looks dreary.
[01:03.830]When you wipe your eyes, seeing clearly.
[01:06.190]There no need for you to fear me. If you take your time to hear me,
[01:09.800]maybe you can learn to cheer me. It ain about black or white,
[01:24.020]I welcome with my hands.
[01:29.090] And the red sun sinks to last into the hills of gold.
[01:34.960]And peace to this young warrior,
[01:38.230]Without the sound of guns.
[01:41.040] Tell me do you see that old lady, ain it sad.
[01:43.850]Living out of bags, plus she glad for the little things she has.
[01:47.760]And over there there a lady, crack got her crazy.
[01:51.170] Guess she giving birth to a baby.
[01:53.830] I don trip and let m fade me,
[01:59.870] Even now I keep discouraged. Wonder if they take it all back,
[02:03.580]Will I still keep the courage? I refuse to be a role model.
[02:07.900]I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottles.
[02:10.870]I made mistakes, but learned from every one.
[02:13.830]And when it said and done. I bet this brother be a better one.
[02:17.490] If I upset, you don stress. Never forget that God hasn finished with me yet.
[02:23.510] I feel his hand on my brain. When I write rhymes,
[02:26.670]I go blind, and let the lord do his thing. But am I less holy?
[02:31.290]Cuz I choose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homeyz.
[02:35.000]Before we find world peace. We gotta find peace in the war on the streets.
[02:48.440] I welcome with my hands.
[02:52.760]And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold.
[02:58.780] And peace to this young warrior,
[03:01.740] Without the sound of guns.
[03:23.360]Pay the price for being hellbound.
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