Andrew Huang - Ash lyrics

There's no power in your blackout lifestyle, But we stack mounds of false positives for white miles. And the war on d** calls for crackdowns, While we ship toxins to Africa in the background. And they want a band-aid for AIDS, In a place where Ibrahim digs seven graves a day. Sweep it under the rug, honey, 'cause if you can't diagnose it, you can't collect your drug money. The human body is a daft weapon. Probably dreaming of new days. Since godly church staff repping a peaceful prince. Rocking the crusades with laughs, getting off. Tacked a foot in the grave to all their half-stepping. Some ask what God could do. Some read teleprompts and the good news. But no news reports. Why so modest, B? Your toy soldiers are mostly across the sea. Having a good time, having an odyssey, Trying to mesh foreigners with your foreign policy. You seem to have the answers? Who would Jesus rape, torture and k** in the name of democracy? Call it cross promotion. The truth march on, can't stop the motion. I used to take lots of potion, an ocean. 'til the God dropped a coast in. No shortcut cropped to k** sin. Just a lifetime bought, caught rebuilding. Still spin shelters, foster children. But the truth march on, won't stop for millions. And i mean both people and cash. We fought fire with fire until we had to fight with ash. We fought fire with fire until we had to fight with ash. Well can i just meditate to elevate this dead weight, And celebrate life, whatever fate? Disseminate truth. The light's gonna shine on your better days, Not just with the end of the tunnel in scope. Inseminate struggle with hope. Double the focus, say it like you mean it, venerate. Make a clean hit like i'm pummeling soap. The light generates, emanates, radiates, beams. Making great scenes on these 88 keys. Please! could i have the faith to believe? There's more to this life than making money out of trees. I wanna make peace out of war, friends out of enemies. Love out of every moment God's given me. All your burdens and fears, you gotta set 'em free. All your big ideas, you gotta set 'em free. All your birds in cages, gotta set 'em free. All your serfs and slaves, you gotta set 'em free! When we do this right, it looks heavenly! When we do this right, it looks heavenly! (When we do this right, it looks heavenly! x6)