
God's Compass Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
King Solomon, wise quotes
At least that is what he wrote
A clear poet from biblical days but yet evil still approached
But we hope that even David had a clear path
But even the righteous has a blurry past
Guess what madness brings? A list of things
But most important, it cuts one's dreams
As a youth, I hoped of being a Huxtable
But a black man succeeding now it's kinda hard to do
Kinda like deja vu, simpleton
Black man or boy is typical
Even it's reciprocal, they define us as fools
I like the challenge
They claim we small in talent
And that our qualities are all balanced
Just a reason to say none of us are superior but yet we conquered as individuals
And not to mention, how most of our history goes unwitnessed
American history is more of opinions and lethal souls sinning
Take note to technology and the suffering it will bring
Quarantine, our body needs to be cleansed
Tireless efforts, our conscience can help escort or escalate the problem of which we are pressured
We mention our self to set forth a new standard but instead we seem to step towards
An untouched boundary
Misguided from what laws of nature tries and teach
A lot in me, can be taken for granted cause I'd rather let actions speak
Relax with peace
So one's proximity is close as you see
Withhold or withdraw, standard protocol
Knowledge is power, educated we know the law
The understanding was comprehended as a final call
Your mind flourished, we were highly favored after all
A quick shift, your mischief was unexpected
Well connected with underhand tactics
It only takes practice but you said as it would happen
Knowing it was merely reaction
Critique one's flaws but the criticism is patronizing
Unforced violence, innocents are steadily dying
Yet we still triumph from success stories
Victory, a building blocking in other words a masterpiece
A wise man equipped with weaponry is thoughts
But a fool, something that severs these
Second guess our speech, but nevertheless, we still speak
And not to mention, how most of our history goes unwitnessed
American history is more of opinions and lethal souls sinning
Take note to technology and the suffering it will bring
Quarantine, our body needs to be cleansed
Our values seem to misconstrue what stands true
Stay strong as you continue to go through
Life's trials, but still hold a smile on you
To remind those that personal conflicts haven't got to you
We can't dwell on those who ain't moving forward
Or towards our goals that help us stay aboard
Your biggest issue in life, is that we seem to tour
On other people's lives rather than stay focused on yours
In a sense, innocence is our inner sense
A testament that the amendments wasn't meant for the colored men
Slow process with no options
We show violence
So you can predict the outcome, but we are no Mayans
Stroll in silence, that was once the motive
Thoughts of success were hopeless
Embedded what was natural to not lose any mental focus
Positive vibes only way my mind approaches
We're a fraction, the reciprocal evens us out It's kinda odd, ain't it
An old acquaintance released in his closing statement
Still funny to see so many closed cases
From lies told with bold faces and hidden favors
Defy the laws of gravity
Travesty when you're harmonizing tragedy
Sad story, wrong moves, from young dudes
That piercing your life are scars you won't lose
And not to mention, how most of our history goes unwitnessed
American history is more of opinions and lethal souls sinning
Take note to technology and the suffering it will bring
Quarantine, our body needs to be cleansed
While the ignorant scream threats incoherent, we steady sleep
You can either fight with your hands or defend on your knees
On the contrary, we are chosen
Thought provoking with the mind of the hopeless
No longer focused for the greater good
Should, could, would I stand for a cause that's highly misunderstood
Likely
But will that feed the people