God Send Lyrics

God Send lyrics

[Pharoahe Monch] 

My mom is in the bedroom, cryin again 

Sister's on
the street corner, lyin again 

Just heard about another one of my niggaz
dyin again 

I'm tryin again to make moves.. 

I'll be damned if we
go hungry 

Ever since my pops passed the responsibilities belonged to me


This song you see is like an ode to God 

that he blessed my last
breath to be Allah U Akbar 

And this city is hard, tenement buildings are
barred 

incarcerated and scarred, no sentiment for when it becomes 

time for war I'm tryin to score like Bernard King 

My vocal box sling
verbal cocaine like the GOVERNMENT 

I told you I'd hurt the music 

Travellin back, bustin shots at {blank} before Christ was persecuted 

Mathematically we live at right angles 

Fuck the star spangled, the
makers of fallen angels 

danglin from moon crescents, I persevere,
breathe the air 

inhale the effervesence of life 

This street game
is stiflin I'm triflin upholdin a rifle 

Peerin from behind the eyes of
God, we at odds with ourselves 

What is it worth when this - barren
metropolis prevail 

Scale the walls of hell - trail of a octopus.. 



I seen it all through the eyes of a needle 

Depletion of the
planet, brainwash of the people 

Niggaz'll never learn (shit) we just
concern about 

who's fuckin who, when time is of significance 

Ghost, we disregard the most magnificent 

Eat of the fruit that is
poisonous and lethal 

Stuck in the crux of the spell with the evil 

Credits about to roll and hell is the sequel 



[Prince Poetry]


Incarcerated Scarfaces in all places 

Crack sales rise, failed
lives, cops and robber car chases 

Y-2-K fuck up, you're left faceless


Hustlers bury money in Garcia Vega cigar cases 

Give the d