Sins Of The Father ft. Jerome Arab Lyrics

Will. Others. Fruitful. Produce. Toil

What'chu doing man

Can't you peep the perfect picture that you about to ruin and

You're just doing you, a man

Raised hard, the last horse on your race card

Can't you see the perfect life you have, stop and praise God

Why you gotta fight the system

It's not like you're missing out on anything if you don't try to push your type of vision

Why you see not fighting like being some type of submission

You got a wife in the family way type of position

What's this life for which you're wishing

Man ain't even into wishing. Can't you pause and use your intuition

Can't you see the shoulders that this will be heavy on

Like the first born son who'll grow to write this very song

Something is very wrong, but I see you loving it

At the risk of your fam you chose to fight a government

It's funny for our dreams what we barter all to be a martyr

Sins of a father

Give me sunshine or give me rain

If I had the chance to do it, I'd do it all again

Again

Give me sunshine, give me rain

If I had the chance to do it, I'd do it all again

Again

Walk a mile with no shoes

Tryna turn black skies to blues

If you really had to choose

Between the bullet or the noose

Give me sunshine, give me rain

If I had the chance to do it, I'd do it all again

And I hate to say I told you so, But I told you so

Got kicked out of your country, now you're moving door to door

Smiling cuz you feel like you achieved something

Like without this little dream you chased you wouldn't be nothing

And you hurt your girl the most

Chasing the tail of a ghost since the day that you proposed

You told her "Hold this little rock and pretend it's a pearl"

And you know mom, she'll follow you to the end of the world

And don't even get me started

On the kids that grew without roots all because of this thing that you were part of

Disillusioned blind eyes turned into a target

For all sorts of pain, confused and broken hearted

A pain they'd rather part with, it's not too late to stop this

But dreamers gon' be dreamers and everything else is nonsense

It's crazy all the things you chose to barter for the chance to be a martyr

The sins of a father

Give me sunshine, give me rain

If I had the chance to do it I'd do it all again

Again

Give me sunshine, give me rain

If I had the chance to do it I'd do it all again

Again

Walk a mile with no shoes, tryna turn black skies to blues

If you really had to choose, between the bullet or the noose

Give me sunshine, give me rain

Given a chance you would do it just the same

Man you'd do it just the same

And then it all ends

And now your family is standing at a fresh-dug grave with no friends

And we can't pretend

That it was all worth it. So we close our eyes and we count to ten

But you're still gone

And trying to hold on to everything you fought for is like holding a stillborn

And deep down the thing that really angers me

Is fighting for your country meant you had to lose your family

And I ain't saying you shouldn't have bothered

I'm just asking why you made us a part of

This journey that you took on your way to be a martyr

Man

And I ain't saying you shouldn't have bothered

I'm just asking why you made us a part of

This journey that you took on your way to be a martyr

Cuz now I'm on the same path, Sins of the father

Walk a mile with no shoes, tryna turn black skies to blues

Tell me what else could I do, to prove I'm no fool

So give me sunshine or give me rain

Cuz I would do it just the same

Our actions, like a wheel

Affect the paths of others

Decisions made in a moment may seem fruitful

But un-rooting a tree in order to gather its produce

Means you only harvest one crop from your toil