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letra de live - lj iii

are these pleasures solid joys or clever distractions?
fragments i’ll make vivid so you’ll live with the intention
eternal life

lately i’ve been wrestling with fear
struggling with purpose and the reason that i’m here
now i put this out in hopes that it would grab an ear
know that when i wrote this it’s so you would go and live
so, live!
i want you to (live)
i hope you go (live)
i need you to (live)
so just go (live)
live (live) (x4)

i’m here
what a fascinating statement
staring at the sky knowing many things are greater
but honestly i wake up feeling like i kinda hate it
am i only striving just to make it on your playlist?
gimme the way, now gimme the truth, now gimme the life
oh my, my people depraved, my people enslaved, my people deprived
and i’m just trying to carry some light
too many feel like they died
wander to find a supply
demand but won’t pay the price
well
the hype lied ya’ll tell them gone step it up
it’s no legs to this race that i’m standing for
i know we running for a purpose while we hurting but
they say it’s relative to(o) mean like you’re family rough
it seems
we seek to make ends meet
while we never think on our own screaming season’s greetings
and that’s the greedy, needy, and the in-between
it’s time we find out what live really means

bump this when you feel at your wit’s end
been a victim of a system
but then
when the kick hits
felt a lifting
is it, in the music, that i get this?
nah
‘gone ‘head bob yours to the vibe
the high that you get from the h-rns won’t suffice
the stress rolls out when you step and you slide
but the life i proclaim only found in the christ, yeah
and that’s word to the wise
grab mics and put it down to the heathens
so confused – i hit the church in my wife beater
my poetry is spoken word – that’s jesus
i know ya’ll missed that meaning but
for my people in the burbs
he don’t stop
and for my people in the hood
he don’t stop
all the campus, all the earth
he don’t stop

my laptop broke, bike stole
work load too full
paid slow, rent due
food went bad from the store and i don’t know where i’m gone live
and that’s just how it is
my heart’s broke
don’t know one place that feels quite like home
mind’s cold
fight every morn’
why one more need my soul here
but heard the good lord say go live

i want you to
i hope you go
i need you to
go live (x8)
live (x2)

- lj iii

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