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letra de children of god - hasan salaam

it begins with the big bang, first thought/
electrical impulse the brain’s first spark/
drumming of the heart/
nine organs correlating to the nine planets to make the best part/
mother earth nurtured a life from dark/
soiled for the seed and the nine months to start/
born into a world of corruption and wickedness/
childhood is just something to reminisce/
innocence get lost quick in instances/
seems like right and wrong makes no difference/
ignorance keep us in the wilderness/
children of god wishing we wasn’t brought into this/
shorty lived beyond her years/
smoked haze and drank beers like a future career/
for cheap thrills she popped e pills in her pussy/
so her lovers get high when they lick between her thighs/
no examples to go by when it comes to a father figure/
calls for daddy when random men run up in her/
lets ’em come up in her/
cause she figure a child would love her better than the moms that left her/
with an aunt and four cousins then bounced the other winter/
sugar and spice, nah ain’t nothing nice/
she was born bitter/
keeps blaming herself as the reason for her best friend’s k!ller/
and everyday his absence makes it more realer/
her hopes are gone, dead and buried/
made reservations early for them dirty jersey cemeteries/
black wall street ain’t standing/
so the commissary is now financial planning/
the crib is a cell with no room to stand in/
story been the same from watts to camden/
no money, no jobs/
so brothers think poison will keep ’em alive/
selling genocide day and night/
cause even with the seed of life some still seek the pipe/
one night left alone with her anger/
she tried her own abortion in the tub with a hanger/
same fate father upstate with a banger/
shanked by a kid who swore he keeping it gangster/
we dying off the mentality/
casualties constantly woven through the tapestry/
the aves becoming a shooting gallery/
everyday collective sanity slipping gradually/
the block move more like clockwork/
best do your dirt quick before them cops search/
living like a slave from the cradle to the grave/
the one thought, ‘i gotta get paid’/
or is it that we living afraid?/
more comfortable in a cage than dealing with change/
no time to complain or forecast this rain/
children of god been forged in the flame/
survived all the hardships so we could stand before thee and hollow thy name/
our labor pains been the same since the crescent was fertile/
be birthed in the promise it was all full circle/
shorty fell to her knees and pleaded with god for her fate’s reversal/
cause now it’s no choice but to keep it/
can’t afford the procedure and it ain’t no secret/
has no idea what do teach it/
cause it is after born where there’s a trash to leave it/
she homeless with no one to help her/
no mangers in the hood, she gave birth in a shelter/
and as they laid her up on the stretcher/
she held the child and realized god never left her/
yes, from all is one/
and since day one been adding on to the sum/
three stages in life for each daughter and son/
with the power to leave their footprints across the six sextillion ton/
we all line up to triple sevens/
either build or destroy to make this world we living in h-ll or heaven/
the lesson’s been born and your light is the sign/
for in each one of us is the will of devine/
just look to your light as the sign/
the children of god offspring of devine/

- hasan salaam

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