I’ve been lost in my own ways and I’m getting weary (How far is heaven)
And I know that I need to change my ways of living (How far is heaven)
From church to Liquor store we search for healing
Big crowded world filled with lonely humans
I’m a M.C. battling with melody envy
Cuz melodies the only thing that seems to sooth me
So we rock organs adjust the B-3’s
Have the folks clap to the rap taking it
Back to the color - purple - church
Where ladies shouting’ joy in the midst of hurt!
Revolutionaries have a curled fist at first
Then years pass and it turns to a clasp
They ask in the midst of all
God show me ways to resist the fall!
Yes yes yawl
Pressure pressure the whole under
Can't stop the crime can't stop the killing
Watch dem life dem ah keep going under
Somebody lend ah hand we hafta save dem
Roots and culture
We have to teach dem
Cause it ah the root of dem life
Bigger bigger blessings they hope they receive them
Pray for them every night
I gotta change my ways
I need you every day
Don't wanna make no excuses
My life is so confusing
Way down deep inside
I wanna tell ya what's on my mind
so sick of tryin I'm dyin
My heart hurts so I can't keep from cryin