August Greene - Meditation lyrics

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August Greene - Meditation lyrics

[Intro: [?]] I met a little boy, he asked, “Where are we now?” I met a little girl she asked if I was proud Of what I had become and what the world would allow I might put a fight but yet in still I’m losing ground If a tree falls in the forest and no one hears a sound Did it ever really happen at all? Did it ever really happen at all? I’ll tell you this, I put the work in daily, so it’s my belief, I can’t fall [Verse: Common] As we go into the well of the black pool of genius, August Greene Time meets worth, rhymes beats birth of a new day, born again Good morninin’ these beginings never form an end Crowns of righteousness not to see the thorns again I argue with my aura, am I born to win or born to sin? Maybe both, contribute to daily growth, oath is taken like Liam Neeson Somebody take my daughter, they goin’ cease from breathin’ They body snatchin’ black girls in DC Politics and propaganda on the TV Distractions, distractin’ us from action It’s time for some, time for some pa**ion There’s no time for patience or time for communication Or time for formation, a time when it’s overflow, a time when it’s wastin’ They say time is on our side like a hip replacement The shine that I wear is from them times in the basement A time to rebuild, a time to be ill, a time to be still, a time that we heal On a mountain top, the youth from the fountain dropped Thought about being forever young, it’s like a deacon that forever sung With the choir, this is praise and worship, everyday’s a circus I walked the tight rope, tryna find a way to work it Josua paid for our sins, that’s the greatest purchase To keep it 100, we made imperfect What I strive for, is what I live for Studied the lessons, now the lesson is to give more And endure trials with style like Johnnie Cochran I rap with a gift that can’t be booked in, winnin’ is the doctrine Starin’ time in the face, I guess that I’m a watchman My father created time, yes I’ma watch him Locked in, tryna get out of a sunken place A blackness that isn’t defined by a time and space