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letra de here i am - kxng crooked & joell ortiz

[verse 1: joell ortiz]
i’m all yours
this time i mean it
all that time i left you
you was right by my side
thank you
i kneel before you on this altar
thank you for the way my life didn’t wave or alter
on the days i left you
the months i left you
the years i left you
still your word kept true
father, i ask for forgiveness for the sins that i committed
and sins that i commit in the future
’cause i’m no different than anybody who makes mistakes
just know that my heart yearns for you saving grace
and my faith is placed firmly at your will
lord, please cover my family
please cover my friends
please keep my sanity
this world can be a terrible place
weighs heavy
got the babies wearing metal on waist
they spray deadly
father, i come to you
guilty of being guilty
but i got it out the mud
whatever, man
i was filthy
no more excuses
no more justifications for being stupid
on the day i face my judgement
i pray that you play my music
you’ll hear my growth through that
’cause i don’t go to church
i just go to rap
it’s my confessional booth
keeps my soul intact
i got these blessing from you
so no more holding back
here i am
[chorus: kxng crooked]
we are fathers
we are brothers
we are sons (here i am)
we are husbands
we are uncles
we are done (here i am)
being place in that box that you brung (here i am)
speak life to us
death is of the tongue

[verse 2: kxng crooked]
god, tell me why they mad at me
for clothes on my anatomy
can it be my hoodie is taking all my humanity
they don’t see the man in me
a travesty asking me why i wear jewels
is it vanity?
no, i’m your majesty
grew up with the casualties
gang members attacking me
all because where my family lives geographically
funeral service, dead homies, i had the strap with me
r.i.p. roc
hand on the glock wanted it to pass the sea
enemies in the church house
gotta speak to god now
the world got me burnt out
society is an opp now
look at the way i turned out
honestly i’m hostile
forgot what i learnt ’bout me being god’s child
started remembering as i walked to the altar
my pain and my chain heavy as rock of gibraltar
y’all readin’ books but i’d rather talk to the author
these reeboks like enoch, wanna walk with the father (dear god)
can i chop it with you for a second? (please)
hate to be that guy, gotta hit you with some questions
first, let me thank you for the my opulence and blessin’s
not just the possessions but for all the knowledge and the lessons
that you taught me in depression
c-ckin’ smith & wesson
bad attitude
learned that gratitude’s the opposite of stressin’
and i’m thankful for that (yeah)
i stopped drinking and i’m grateful for that
can’t stop thinking how these people say you fake
and i can’t go for that
’cause when n-gga’s try to k!ll me, my angels attack (get ’em)
divine intervention, collidin’ with henchmen
the bullets whiskin’ by within inches
surving the trenches to sign my intentions
is it to ride for the vengeance and slide with the pistols
firing like pistons inside of my engine (pow)
or should i chill ’cause you pushed back my deadline
they could’ve left my brain leakin’ blood
like telepathy, that’s a red mind
god, i still got a lot of questions
guess i’ll ask next time ’cause right now it’s ’bout my homie
so i’m goin’ home plus these people lookin’ at me like i don’t belong
[chorus: kxng crooked]
we are fathers
we are brothers
we are sons (here i am)
we are husbands
we are uncles
we are done (here i am)
being place in that box that you brung (here i am)
speak life to us
death is of the tongue
i’m gone

- kxng crooked joell ortiz

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