Lost Tribe

‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד Tribal wars, type of image you can’t ignore Filled with gore, liquid pours follow the drinking gourd What’s in store? Ancestors roar they fell before The burning torch excessive force still use it on his poor children Deadly venom I search the origins of this core feeling Behind a more chillin hate that builds inside the hearts of those descendants lacking in Gods gift of melanin The Pale privilege do exists visions of exodus Evident with an eraser Erased the evidence our heritage but that ain’t it Its something deeper that they’ll never speak of Ain’t no love It’s much more evil People Be bold in search of secrets ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד 400 years in constant fear and shedding tears This terror steered the hate within the brownest skin So much that steel heats up And pierce my distant kin Again a brother has fallen inside the distant land you understand The master plan was too advanced A line was drawn in sand Better not cross it bullets haunt you wasn’t meant to win His story proves it school teach it In case it wasn’t clear Open The book read a scripture the Hebrews persevered But turned their back on a God more powerful than fear He couldn’t take it no more Removed his hand now here’s Where it get tricky but serious scattered through nations then Their identity gets lost, will they return again ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד There’s talks amongst them at every function so one must wonder What words are spoken my eyes are open I feel the thunder More like corruption, I put my faith in the one above me My mind transcends to a level I count it all as rubbish, Remove me from it I get the urge to take a trip throughout the mother country Not that I’m running I think there’s something Inside me yearning A return to something deeper Than this image juggling Find identity in the trinity just gotta trust it We’ve been astray all these years But still we choose to struggle While we lusting for material from the hands of bloodshed Poetic justice is not just a glimpse at ghetto loving It’s when a rose from the concrete blossom and share the knowledge ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד ‎שאלוהים יעזור לשבט האבוד