Mr. J Medeiros - Keep Pace lyrics

He'd like to break ya Put a gun to your back try and take ya Couldn't run from the facts He gotta make ya Suffer cus your loving ain't an act for fame nah Never let him hold back your flame ya Better then that the devil can't change ya On the same level with the disciples and kings Your value is never measured by the price of your things Your life is worth more then that Your body is built to weather any storm in fact We ere never meant for any harm relax See the stars in heaven you were born for that While the angles blowing horns Cus your back from the dead In a middle of a war you trapped in your head I'd rather chase the wonder of the light instead And keep the pace till the hunger of this child is fed He'd like to blame ya Get a hold of your life try and tame ya The force behind the divorce of all nature Running it's coarse as the source of all anger Got a habit of ignoring a stranger No matter how you have it we are all in danger Some will laugh at ya some are called to change ya Some will blast at ya yo your drawing the same blood Walking these k**ing fields Absorbing the pain that our children feel Restoring the Name and the will we yield Rejoined in the same cus we will be healed And we will overcome this depression And the power we've succumb to Will shower these blessings When in the hour of questioning Just remember the flowers and how God dresses them Forget what they told ya Love is real expect it to hold ya The struggle you feel is helping to mold ya The hunger is real and its felt in the soul ya Better never let him control ya Together as soldiers forever we'll grow ya Never know who will try and overthrow ya Lie and withhold ya deny that they know ya Who am I if I can't be The person that I was created to be I write a verse and relate to me On the subject of worth I hesitated as I painted the scene Heavy laden with a pain of a dream that's unsung I'm to blame when refraining to reach for someone We the same on this earth from the dirt we have come No matter where we're from we're still looking at one sun He'd like to break ya Put a gun to your back try and take ya Couldn't run from the facts he gotta make ya Suffer cus your loving ain't an act for fame nah Never let him hold back your flame ya Better then that the devil can't change ya On the same level with the disciples and kings Your value is never measured by the price of your things Your life is worth more then that Your body is built to weather any storm in fact We ere never meant for any harm relax See the stars in heaven you were born for that While the angles blowing horns Cus your back from the dead In a middle of a war you trapped in your head I'd rather chase the wonder of the light instead And keep the pace till the hunger of this child is fed