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kcthecreator - open doors كلمات الأغنية

(chorus)
close the door, go up stairs
shut the lights off, i’ll be there
close the door, go up stairs
shut the lights off, i’ll be there

(hook)
look at the times that we livin’ in
wickedness, it’s risin’ straight to the top
the angels are witnesses
there are few innocent, this got me feelin’ like lot
but i’m prayin’ that i don’t get cropped
in need of his mercy cause he waxing hot
the plagues won’t stop, the bodies gon’ drop
got fowls in the air, see, that flesh it’s gon’ rot, rot
(verse 1)
take heed to the words that are flowin’ out my mouth
i’m not blowin’ air but blowin’ trumpet sounds
the hour approaches when babylon falls down
jeremiah and 50, the days of renown
our land is weepin’, widow without her child
baruch and 4 verse 23 on down
habakkuk 2:12, this harlot’s an evil town
please watch out for 12, you don’t want to get caught out
they’ve been blindin’ us for several years
keepin’ us quiet, appeasing their peers
psalm 83, look back thru the years
man, can’t you see? the dots are lining up clear
yeah, yeah, it brings me to tears
to know the condition like why are we here?
but low and behold, see, it was foretold
deuteronomy, the curses have spoke, yeah

(chorus)
close the door, go up stairs
shut the lights off, i’ll be there
close the door, go up stairs
shut the lights off, i’ll be there

(hook)
look at the times that we livin’ in
wickedness, it’s risin’ straight to the top
the angels are witnesses
there are few innocent, this got me feelin’ like lot
but i’m prayin’ that i don’t get cropped
in need of his mercy cause he waxing hot
the plagues won’t stop, the bodies gon’ drop
got fowls in the air, see, that flesh it’s gon’ rot, rot
(verse 2)
k!llin’ each other, pose’ to be brothers
but peep all the blood in the streets
it’s up to our knees, i hope you can swim cause the evil has gotten knee deep
and i write these ryhmes to try to set your mind free
for the ghettos and slums, one day this won’t be
isaiah chapter 14 and verse 3
but we gotta return to the good like receipts
i see them pippin’ our sisters
making a “mr” a “misses”
lockin’ us up through the system
war without missiles, this is a war without missiles
esau the war tactician, psychology is what his gift is
the white’s man privilege
and for your sake i pray that you don’t ever forget it, yeah

(chorus)
close the door, go up stairs
shut the lights off, i’ll be there
close the door, go up stairs
shut the lights off, i’ll be there

- kcthecreator

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