Say Amen Lyrics
| Song | Say Amen |
| Artist | Brother Ali |
| Album | Mourning In America And Dreaming In Color |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Brother Ali | |
| Truth so heavy | |
| it could rumble the earth | |
| I dunked paint brush up | |
| in a bucket of words | |
| Ain’t Nothing interrupting | |
| the urge | |
| Might cut you worse than | |
| unguarded love when it hurts | |
| Try to hold it in and | |
| my muscles will burst | |
| Do an Incredible Hulk | |
| through my shirt | |
| A verse make an old lady | |
| jump up in the church | |
| Pass a plate around | |
| pulling bucks out her purse | |
| Foremost and first | |
| my hunger and thirst | |
| Is not for no blood-stained paper | |
| but my love to be heard | |
| Reap what I sowed in the earth | |
| Now watch | |
| what emerge out a soul | |
| that’s disturbed | |
| Leaning on the very last | |
| nerve of you scary ass herbs | |
| Fake thugs and arrogant nerds | |
| **** no homo you a no home | |
| owning old grown | |
| Unsigned chump month | |
| behind on your car loan | |
| You got balls looking down on me | |
| Or got a mirror on the floor | |
| trying to find Ali | |
| And dressed flyly | |
| but so afraid to soar | |
| You’re all dressed up | |
| and got no place to go | |
| And so play a roll | |
| there’s no hope of living | |
| More like go broke pretending | |
| Your whole image is imagined | |
| I manage | |
| Low expectations high standards | |
| Hip hop is the legacy | |
| of the jazz kings | |
| Kick rocks | |
| I’m one of the last standing | |
| Last thing I do is overstate | |
| the obvious | |
| Mainstream poppiness | |
| underground sloppiness | |
| Dumbed down thuggery | |
| and pussy hungry consciousness | |
| Revolution for sale | |
| Greedy communist | |
| Seinfeld rap your show about nothing | |
| Poetry played | |
| it’s all about production | |
| Trying to get placements | |
| play like you’re famous | |
| Ain’t added greatness | |
| to nary a playlist | |
| Take this bitch take offense | |
| Or if it don’t apply | |
| let it fly say amen | |
| Time’s up on y’all | |
| posturing imposters | |
| I don’t give a damn | |
| if you’re starving | |
| or copping Oscars | |
| Out here grinding or floss | |
| in your ivory towers | |
| I don’t give a shit about | |
| your pants or how you rock em | |
| I ain’t bitter or backpacker | |
| or conscious | |
| Just want y’all the **** out | |
| my ear with that nonsense | |
| From the office of | |
| Ali and Jake and them | |
| If you feel me raise a hand | |
| say amen |
| zuo qu : Brother Ali | |
| Truth so heavy | |
| it could rumble the earth | |
| I dunked paint brush up | |
| in a bucket of words | |
| Ain' t Nothing interrupting | |
| the urge | |
| Might cut you worse than | |
| unguarded love when it hurts | |
| Try to hold it in and | |
| my muscles will burst | |
| Do an Incredible Hulk | |
| through my shirt | |
| A verse make an old lady | |
| jump up in the church | |
| Pass a plate around | |
| pulling bucks out her purse | |
| Foremost and first | |
| my hunger and thirst | |
| Is not for no blood-stained paper | |
| but my love to be heard | |
| Reap what I sowed in the earth | |
| Now watch | |
| what emerge out a soul | |
| that' s disturbed | |
| Leaning on the very last | |
| nerve of you scary ass herbs | |
| Fake thugs and arrogant nerds | |
| no homo you a no home | |
| owning old grown | |
| Unsigned chump month | |
| behind on your car loan | |
| You got balls looking down on me | |
| Or got a mirror on the floor | |
| trying to find Ali | |
| And dressed flyly | |
| but so afraid to soar | |
| You' re all dressed up | |
| and got no place to go | |
| And so play a roll | |
| there' s no hope of living | |
| More like go broke pretending | |
| Your whole image is imagined | |
| I manage | |
| Low expectations high standards | |
| Hip hop is the legacy | |
| of the jazz kings | |
| Kick rocks | |
| I' m one of the last standing | |
| Last thing I do is overstate | |
| the obvious | |
| Mainstream poppiness | |
| underground sloppiness | |
| Dumbed down thuggery | |
| and pussy hungry consciousness | |
| Revolution for sale | |
| Greedy communist | |
| Seinfeld rap your show about nothing | |
| Poetry played | |
| it' s all about production | |
| Trying to get placements | |
| play like you' re famous | |
| Ain' t added greatness | |
| to nary a playlist | |
| Take this bitch take offense | |
| Or if it don' t apply | |
| let it fly say amen | |
| Time' s up on y' all | |
| posturing imposters | |
| I don' t give a damn | |
| if you' re starving | |
| or copping Oscars | |
| Out here grinding or floss | |
| in your ivory towers | |
| I don' t give a shit about | |
| your pants or how you rock em | |
| I ain' t bitter or backpacker | |
| or conscious | |
| Just want y' all the out | |
| my ear with that nonsense | |
| From the office of | |
| Ali and Jake and them | |
| If you feel me raise a hand | |
| say amen |
| zuò qǔ : Brother Ali | |
| Truth so heavy | |
| it could rumble the earth | |
| I dunked paint brush up | |
| in a bucket of words | |
| Ain' t Nothing interrupting | |
| the urge | |
| Might cut you worse than | |
| unguarded love when it hurts | |
| Try to hold it in and | |
| my muscles will burst | |
| Do an Incredible Hulk | |
| through my shirt | |
| A verse make an old lady | |
| jump up in the church | |
| Pass a plate around | |
| pulling bucks out her purse | |
| Foremost and first | |
| my hunger and thirst | |
| Is not for no blood-stained paper | |
| but my love to be heard | |
| Reap what I sowed in the earth | |
| Now watch | |
| what emerge out a soul | |
| that' s disturbed | |
| Leaning on the very last | |
| nerve of you scary ass herbs | |
| Fake thugs and arrogant nerds | |
| no homo you a no home | |
| owning old grown | |
| Unsigned chump month | |
| behind on your car loan | |
| You got balls looking down on me | |
| Or got a mirror on the floor | |
| trying to find Ali | |
| And dressed flyly | |
| but so afraid to soar | |
| You' re all dressed up | |
| and got no place to go | |
| And so play a roll | |
| there' s no hope of living | |
| More like go broke pretending | |
| Your whole image is imagined | |
| I manage | |
| Low expectations high standards | |
| Hip hop is the legacy | |
| of the jazz kings | |
| Kick rocks | |
| I' m one of the last standing | |
| Last thing I do is overstate | |
| the obvious | |
| Mainstream poppiness | |
| underground sloppiness | |
| Dumbed down thuggery | |
| and pussy hungry consciousness | |
| Revolution for sale | |
| Greedy communist | |
| Seinfeld rap your show about nothing | |
| Poetry played | |
| it' s all about production | |
| Trying to get placements | |
| play like you' re famous | |
| Ain' t added greatness | |
| to nary a playlist | |
| Take this bitch take offense | |
| Or if it don' t apply | |
| let it fly say amen | |
| Time' s up on y' all | |
| posturing imposters | |
| I don' t give a damn | |
| if you' re starving | |
| or copping Oscars | |
| Out here grinding or floss | |
| in your ivory towers | |
| I don' t give a shit about | |
| your pants or how you rock em | |
| I ain' t bitter or backpacker | |
| or conscious | |
| Just want y' all the out | |
| my ear with that nonsense | |
| From the office of | |
| Ali and Jake and them | |
| If you feel me raise a hand | |
| say amen |
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