BigOmuziq - Rudeawakening lyrics

[bigO] Dear Lord Protect me from being conceited; Ever mislead and defeated; By evil demons and spirits; Never lost, in my jungle of emotions and feelings You are the One I believe it, for I am no one to reason Only human, doing what I can, to reach Eden Salutations... To our new age A generation Raised on abbreviations Lack of appreciation; Shortcuts Quick highs Days spent wasted n faded Jaded Complacent and caged in Closets n basements Always… Demotivated Anxious and anguished To keep updated with language Updates and the latest Working grave-shifts to make payments Spending wages to take trips and post pics from vacations With make up and fragrance, digital sensations Emotionally frozen, our souls have become vacant Cuz we… Often Persuaded All want to be famous Or bought for enslavement To all of our favorite Vices, and it's like it's Our egos are driving the slave ships; Nowadays where Creatively creative Creators create creations Then have the nerve to question the power of the CREATOR and his creations And wonder why faith exist! I hope we pray before our faces Are lying there face first in dirt or a ditch, or we lying there naked Cuz face it, lust lives on nowadays its even listed on placements Harder than ever, where kids from the pavement Segregated from education, and dreams of greatness turn into nightmares with Jason All married to stereotypes with no rules of engagement! While the payments of patrons, pave the way for invasions; Illegal occupations of nations all funded by Masons Or corporations or agents, that shall remain nameless Like they live in the Matrix but they're working for Satan But we busy wondering where Drake is n what Ye' did Fighting hatred and racists with statements on bracelets! A half-a** effort to say that we made it But see what I'm saying and trying to say is The truth never died Just needed someone to save it Or say it Blatantly frank with the fact that it's time for some changes Change is contagious, lets break out of our cages All praises and graces go to the most high, to the Greatest Our God [Outro] Food for thought, my restaurant, open up for starters “Le Renaissance”, in God's name and his honor Associated with no partners For every Trayvon Martin and Eric Garner Every son or daughter, ever stolen from their mommas, or fathers I sacrifice dollars and donate words worth my blood, hoping to buy out the world's problems Go to war with greed to conquer Change If I don't make it, hope I at least get to be a gardener [plant the seed]