Omari - Zion's Daughter lyrics

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Omari - Zion's Daughter lyrics

[VERSE - Omari] Daughter, we could live life like it don't matter Hold my hand, I'd show you what happens in the Latter days She ain't a saint, but she had s** with a pastor once She say her mind way sharper when she pa**ing blunts The irony, Iron Man in a plastic suit She wants a Man with a Job rocking a Tie and suit But all she gets is Married Men and Misguided youth She insecure & obviously, she's misguided too Feeding off them Instagram likes and comments She wants to stay in shape so she vomits In the Toilet, stuffs her hand down her throat Till she choke Like she do when she smoke After every meal, it's hard to stomach Twitter has become her Life Now She craving for them Instagram likes Bad girl pose, bad girl clothes Sunday morning, she'd be dressed up looking contrite Off to church, status update After church, it's her boyfriend place He treats her like what she portrays herself to be A prostitute, in her mind, 'I'm a big disgrace' Hurries out to leave his place Things get messy, He's abusive, Rage Get's home, Mum asks, what happened to your face? Nothing Mum, I'm fine, I just need my Space She not interested in the sermon either Men are the same, either the Drunkard or the baptist preacher And good guys come her way but she don't recognize 'em Friend zone, always heads home with the wildest brethren When the Sun rise, she feeling guilty She can't remember a thing, but her body feeling filthy Last night, he loved me, now he ain't even tip me Ugh, damn I hate it when men trick me Tears flow freely, she blames her abusive past Her promiscuity, she blames her abusive dad Momma knew about it but she ain't say Nothing God knew about it too, why he let it happen? All she knew as a child was abuse and pain Every man she ever trusted turned out to be the same The Only Man that ain't seem to wanna get into her panties Was a Jewish looking man on the wall, picture hung in a frame He's dead though, Or rather, dead and risen She's crying and her tears are the prism Which she sees the world through, blurred vision, Her mind is a prison But her body is a temple It's too dirty for God to live in Right? Wrong. Daughter, let the past go Life is a game, God could get you past 'go' I've seen Lives change, that includes mine too Christ changed my Life, he could change yours too From yours truly, y'all knew me I was so unruly Christ came for the Sinners I'm glad he knew me [Hook - Omari] Daughter, I could make you whole Turn your ashes into gold I could heal broken soul, Daughter Daughter, let me take control I see your scars, they beautiful I'd heal your heart and fill it's holes, Daughter Zion's daughter No ethnicity, Daughter let me talk to you You are precious, you are beautiful Like a gemstone or rare mineral I'm literally into you, I see your pain I see pain in your eyes I see the tears like it's gone rain in your eyes Your Scars are beautiful You ain't gotta hate them Beautiful mutilation Beautiful mutilation I know your Uncle touched when you were 5 And you've had two abortions already, you can't deny, but I'd rather die than tell a lie and watch the world be deprived of that smile You are beautiful, you are precious, God Loves you All that pressure to look like them Girls in the magazine covers, you're a queen, stop trying to be a model, Focus on being a role model for your future kids And let your unborn babies tell the story of your journey from s** addict to Charity worker, from Drug addict to First Lady, I know it sounds crazy but the idea of God Loving a fallen race is even crazier You're a queen, You're body is a temple You don't need no man to validate you If he wants your nudes, he probably just wants to taste you and spit you out like his other victims and hate you the moment you walk out that door, you're distasteful. Disgraceful, I beg you, I'm lustful, but I wanna respect you, When I say I love you, I really mean I lust you, I'm lost. Sometimes my pa**ions may seem to oppose everything I believe in But If you're clothes weren't so skimpy like fig leaves Maybe we could have been Adam & Eve I could have offered you a wedding ring instead of that 'meet me at the hotel room'. Peace