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letra de winter madness - j prophet

[verse 1: j prophet]

see though it’s wintertime
my mind on july
of 2015, i’m thinking i can fly
all the dreams and ideas in front of my eyes
i’m seeing change
no longer get dumb from the lies
but it’s still wintertime
won’t even do the weather spiel
i’m on a couch with a blanket that got that feather feel
eating cheerios, right now there ain’t a better meal
my dreams are colorful, last night i seen in reddish teal
you’d say i’ve gone mad if i shared what i envision
so i’ma chill and just pray that it will come to fruition
the people all around me on relative missions
papfam cousins together doing the dishes
the wolves vicious and they’re flashing their t–th
why should i fear though?
i’m rolling with a gathering of sheep
say, what’s a flog to my flock though?
all types of hearts ablaze in stock, yo
something’s happening, i feel it
it’s all up in my spirit
it’s way past these lyrics
tell me can you hear it
let’s build
souls marching to the face
of the one who holds grace
but away from the place
where they worship
keep it real
bout to be something that we’ve never seen before
for us broken, outcast, and us feeble folk
no facades, no masks, straight freedom, yo
no, no more chains
peace past our pain
and i don’t know, it’s all foggy
but i grasp the reign
talking politics, religion
“proph, you mad, insane”
but what about expression? ever think that i need this?
“they said you could rap about anything except for jesus”
for a man with dark skin, this just what i need
constant fear on campus that i’ll have to show id
feel that, feel that, feel that
can’t tell me you don’t feel that
people looking at me strange, prolly ‘cause they fear black
black hoodies, black walks, black faces
black boogy, black talk, yea, and black sp-ces
solo walks in the cold air, look how they stare
but somebody way back said:
“life ain’t a crystal stair”
all that glitters ain’t gold
that’s what i’m told
open the box of lies, nightmares unfold
lord, quiet the noise
inundated by media
fake sweet tweets
hastag stevia
it’s just a cloud so why would i believe it for?
flying on the wings of the spirit i’m on that eagle flow
and when i meet with my team i call that very rare
wanna bless my king
let my songs be like mary’s hair
murder my insecurities and then bury fear
peace and power don’t want no more worries here
religion without reality is irrelevant
can’t even fit in the room, too many elephants
women still can’t preach?!
are you kidding me??
tryna move with the same grace god has given me
but are you kidding me??
it’s so flagrant
confining revelation to only half of creation
and then we got the h0m-phobic aerobics
you know it
excluding with the word
when love should be the focus
tell me, how can g-y folks set marriage off course?
when half of straight unions are ending in divorce
and don’t define a whole person by a part of themselves
just keeping it funky
you gon have to pardon the smell
here’s only a few things i’m getting off my chest
oppression and jesus christ should never be compressed

- j prophet

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