Song | Little African Boy |
Artist | Chief Kamachi |
Album | The Concrete Gospel |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Dan, Lamont, Littlepage | |
Yeah, kno'I'mean | |
You know it's all I know, kno'm'sayin' | |
I can't be nothin' else then but myself | |
The truth smell like Somali rose | |
Little African Boy | |
Don't let this world destroy your inner joy | |
The pain and pressures | |
It's just here to test us so we can grow stronger | |
And neva let the world stress us in | |
Yo what the youth suppose to eat? | |
When the 'Food for Thought' is garbage | |
And the world powers put the truth to sleep | |
I close my eyes to the deepest insight is reached | |
You slay the Beast while cultivatin' ya inner peace | |
I live a life of a JuJu Priest | |
And send light to the dark deceased | |
In search of a cure for the poison comin' off the streets | |
Not to glamorize no mob guys tossed in creeks | |
Cuz I can stare in the ocean | |
Where the slave master tossed my peeps | |
And where I thought that I would often leap | |
Cuz that's how strong the connection is | |
Cuz magicians from Congo will laugh at the Exorcist | |
And my message is we are from powerful people | |
So don't lose your sense of self and the Jinns of wealth | |
Empty ya mental pail, take it to the bottom of the well | |
And when it return you'll neva fail | |
Little African Boy | |
Don't let this world destroy your inner joy | |
The pain and pressures | |
It's just here to test us so we can grow stronger | |
And neva let the world stress us in | |
Yo in a dreamstate listenin' to my Shep's lectures | |
Don't let this witchcraft world hex ya | |
Change ya hekas hold a flail crook and Was scepter | |
Mentally invoke you of peaceful scepter | |
Young boy you're in Africa walkin' | |
Feel this texture it connects ya to the truth that protects ya | |
Outta darkness where the lower spirits kept ya | |
Tryna dull ya receptors to the ways of ya ancient ancestors | |
Only to rise again, as told by the cycles | |
Calculated by the wisest men, who sat down and zazen | |
And after their eyes spin reveal the deepest wisdom | |
From the state of Amen, universe we put so much time in | |
Now the stars is alignin' to give power back to the original Shaman | |
And my white light is blindin' from a crown Chakra that's shinin' | |
Little African Boy | |
Don't let this world destroy your inner joy | |
The pain and pressures | |
It's just here to test us so we can grow stronger | |
And neva let the world stress us in | |
Yeah, kno'm'sayin' Little African Boy | |
You know get back to ya science, kno'm'sayin' | |
They can't do nothin' wit you when you tap on that drum | |
And let ya eyes roll in the back of ya head, kno'm'sayin' | |
That's the thing they fear the most in the world, kno'm'sayin' | |
The JuJu Mob, kno'm'sayin', yeah | |
Chief kamachi - Concrete Gospel |
zuo qu : Dan, Lamont, Littlepage | |
Yeah, kno' I' mean | |
You know it' s all I know, kno' m' sayin' | |
I can' t be nothin' else then but myself | |
The truth smell like Somali rose | |
Little African Boy | |
Don' t let this world destroy your inner joy | |
The pain and pressures | |
It' s just here to test us so we can grow stronger | |
And neva let the world stress us in | |
Yo what the youth suppose to eat? | |
When the ' Food for Thought' is garbage | |
And the world powers put the truth to sleep | |
I close my eyes to the deepest insight is reached | |
You slay the Beast while cultivatin' ya inner peace | |
I live a life of a JuJu Priest | |
And send light to the dark deceased | |
In search of a cure for the poison comin' off the streets | |
Not to glamorize no mob guys tossed in creeks | |
Cuz I can stare in the ocean | |
Where the slave master tossed my peeps | |
And where I thought that I would often leap | |
Cuz that' s how strong the connection is | |
Cuz magicians from Congo will laugh at the Exorcist | |
And my message is we are from powerful people | |
So don' t lose your sense of self and the Jinns of wealth | |
Empty ya mental pail, take it to the bottom of the well | |
And when it return you' ll neva fail | |
Little African Boy | |
Don' t let this world destroy your inner joy | |
The pain and pressures | |
It' s just here to test us so we can grow stronger | |
And neva let the world stress us in | |
Yo in a dreamstate listenin' to my Shep' s lectures | |
Don' t let this witchcraft world hex ya | |
Change ya hekas hold a flail crook and Was scepter | |
Mentally invoke you of peaceful scepter | |
Young boy you' re in Africa walkin' | |
Feel this texture it connects ya to the truth that protects ya | |
Outta darkness where the lower spirits kept ya | |
Tryna dull ya receptors to the ways of ya ancient ancestors | |
Only to rise again, as told by the cycles | |
Calculated by the wisest men, who sat down and zazen | |
And after their eyes spin reveal the deepest wisdom | |
From the state of Amen, universe we put so much time in | |
Now the stars is alignin' to give power back to the original Shaman | |
And my white light is blindin' from a crown Chakra that' s shinin' | |
Little African Boy | |
Don' t let this world destroy your inner joy | |
The pain and pressures | |
It' s just here to test us so we can grow stronger | |
And neva let the world stress us in | |
Yeah, kno' m' sayin' Little African Boy | |
You know get back to ya science, kno' m' sayin' | |
They can' t do nothin' wit you when you tap on that drum | |
And let ya eyes roll in the back of ya head, kno' m' sayin' | |
That' s the thing they fear the most in the world, kno' m' sayin' | |
The JuJu Mob, kno' m' sayin', yeah | |
Chief kamachi Concrete Gospel |
zuò qǔ : Dan, Lamont, Littlepage | |
Yeah, kno' I' mean | |
You know it' s all I know, kno' m' sayin' | |
I can' t be nothin' else then but myself | |
The truth smell like Somali rose | |
Little African Boy | |
Don' t let this world destroy your inner joy | |
The pain and pressures | |
It' s just here to test us so we can grow stronger | |
And neva let the world stress us in | |
Yo what the youth suppose to eat? | |
When the ' Food for Thought' is garbage | |
And the world powers put the truth to sleep | |
I close my eyes to the deepest insight is reached | |
You slay the Beast while cultivatin' ya inner peace | |
I live a life of a JuJu Priest | |
And send light to the dark deceased | |
In search of a cure for the poison comin' off the streets | |
Not to glamorize no mob guys tossed in creeks | |
Cuz I can stare in the ocean | |
Where the slave master tossed my peeps | |
And where I thought that I would often leap | |
Cuz that' s how strong the connection is | |
Cuz magicians from Congo will laugh at the Exorcist | |
And my message is we are from powerful people | |
So don' t lose your sense of self and the Jinns of wealth | |
Empty ya mental pail, take it to the bottom of the well | |
And when it return you' ll neva fail | |
Little African Boy | |
Don' t let this world destroy your inner joy | |
The pain and pressures | |
It' s just here to test us so we can grow stronger | |
And neva let the world stress us in | |
Yo in a dreamstate listenin' to my Shep' s lectures | |
Don' t let this witchcraft world hex ya | |
Change ya hekas hold a flail crook and Was scepter | |
Mentally invoke you of peaceful scepter | |
Young boy you' re in Africa walkin' | |
Feel this texture it connects ya to the truth that protects ya | |
Outta darkness where the lower spirits kept ya | |
Tryna dull ya receptors to the ways of ya ancient ancestors | |
Only to rise again, as told by the cycles | |
Calculated by the wisest men, who sat down and zazen | |
And after their eyes spin reveal the deepest wisdom | |
From the state of Amen, universe we put so much time in | |
Now the stars is alignin' to give power back to the original Shaman | |
And my white light is blindin' from a crown Chakra that' s shinin' | |
Little African Boy | |
Don' t let this world destroy your inner joy | |
The pain and pressures | |
It' s just here to test us so we can grow stronger | |
And neva let the world stress us in | |
Yeah, kno' m' sayin' Little African Boy | |
You know get back to ya science, kno' m' sayin' | |
They can' t do nothin' wit you when you tap on that drum | |
And let ya eyes roll in the back of ya head, kno' m' sayin' | |
That' s the thing they fear the most in the world, kno' m' sayin' | |
The JuJu Mob, kno' m' sayin', yeah | |
Chief kamachi Concrete Gospel |