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shai linne - what could have been? كلمات أغنية

[sample from memoirs]
this thing is drastic, my sadness, i can’t mask it
it’s tragic how wombs have turned into caskets
genocide on the unborn, have you seen this?
babies sacrificed on the altar of convenience

[chrys jones]
my conception, june 1529
my father knew the lord, met him back in ’05
a missionary came from spain during conquest
here in algeria, god met him and god blessed
the reformation didn’t take root in either place
but luther’s ninety_nine spread quick and left us all amazed
the spanish tried to make us catholic but we’re saved by grace
the missionary said augustine had paved the way
fast forward to my twenties, i can feel the fire
in my bones, preach messiah like i’m jeremiah
might have been young but it didn’t take long
for the spirit to regenerate men in islam
now i’m eighty_five, still living this mission
and nearly all of africa has seen the christian witness
we’re sending missionaries west of us to the coast
there’s europeans there who need to hear from the holy ghost
[believin’ stephen]
my conception, june 5, 1975
raised an orphan, my mother i never did find
when it came to school, i was getting degrees
eight years of college, plus residency
became a med veteran at penn medicine
against cellular disease, felt we would never win
if you’re asking for me, i’m in the laboratory
mad experiments, now listen as i rap my story
cancer causes suffering and deep hurt
so i devoted my life to studies and research
i found a cure that is changing the future
and stopping the spread of mutations and tumors
once deep affliction, now complete remission
lives being saved and they ain’t even christian
had i been seen as a gift, not a bother
cancer wouldn’t have k!lled my biological father

[chorus]
what could have been?
the possibilities are limitless
for our crimes against the unborn, we’re infamous
for far too long, we’ve seen cradles silenced
through prenatal violence
what could have been?
only god knows what all was lost
so many lives taken, modern_day holocaust
i know we like our freedoms and our choices
but who’s gonna speak for the voiceless?
what could have been?
[nathan joseph]
my conception, july 4th, 1890
life’s not to be taken lightly
many judged and shunned coz my mum was young
i was snubbed and dumped in the london slums
’til the salvation army opened a hostel
showed me the cross and the hope of the gospel
it’s a gift for the whole wide world
england’s just the tip of the cold iceberg
so i planned out my course on a mission trip
and on my twenty_first birthday, i boarded the biggest ship
i prayed every single evening, up on the deck
but i couldn’t get away from this sinking feeling
’til after a few nights, when i looked out from the bow
at a silhouette cast by the moonlight
i ran and told the captain in a state of blind panic
and now they know me as the kid who saved the titanic

[shai linne]
my conception, june 12th, 1983
my impact was soon felt when i came to be
my parents met in college y’all, athletic genes, i got ’em all
mom played volleyball, dad was in the final four
i was always kinda tall, dunking by the fifth grade
when my sk!lls are displayed, my competition gets slayed
older guys i play against, i make them all look like fools
college scholarship offers before i got to high school
nba guys say my ceiling is way high
a cross between reggie miller, kobe, magic and a.i
rapid, one_and_done, lookie y’all i’m here
draft pick number one, rookie of the year
on the basketball court, i was impossible to contain
nothing i did was mundane, i didn’t even want fame
but one thing you’ll see every generation to come name
i broke wilt’s record, 110 points in one game
[chorus]
what could have been?
the possibilities are limitless
for our crimes against the unborn, we’re infamous
for far too long, we’ve seen cradles silenced
through prenatal violence
what could have been?
only god knows what all was lost
so many lives taken, modern_day holocaust
i know we like our freedoms and our choices
but who’s gonna speak for the voiceless?
what could have been?

[zae da blacksmith]
my conception, as i’m told has been recorded by historians
it’s august 26 according to the gregorian
in 1687 was born in a tribe of warriors
i’m a mayan as we’re identified by the foreigners
they crossed the ocean on their boats and spoke the spanish
the elders claim because of them my people almost vanished
all i know is if the enemy had meant it all for damage
my sovereign lord redeemed it so the gospel seed is planted
coz it’s true, they came on a mission from the pope
either you receive him or you end up listless on a rope
this is also true, my god has many witnesses of hope
it’s an unquenchable flame and now the fire’s getting stoked
i watched the embers spark around the time i first start believing
heard the gospel first preached by missionaries from geneva
had a change of heart, we’ve never seen this type of leader
who would sacrifice his life so that his people live in freedom
what a gracious king, i’d feel like i’m sinning if i’m silent
about the prince of peace while my people living in this violence
and now the papists made statements that i’ve been indicted
coz they hate i translated the bible into our writings
i’m preaching jesus ’til he’s received as messiah
’til every mayan is a citizen of zion
as for the papists, they’ll be heated when they see what i got set up
i translated all the works of cipriano de valera

[jezerey]
my conception, july 4th, 1991
no fireworks but you could hear the popping of the guns
daddy broke the eighth rule, never keep no weight on you
stopped, frisked, cuffed wrist, to serve ten_plus_two
a mandatory min inside the federal max
his blackness and lack of cash adding incredible tax
foster care raised me from when i was a babe
’til i graduated late and got my tuition waived
the crack epidemic k!lled my parents and their dreams
now i walk around with a different weight on me
the plight of my people, no justice is equal, a fetal
condition is given before we are living, the sentence is fatal, it’s lethal
i am no statistic, my grind is prolific
to fight the racist policies that are implicit and explicit
despite the narrative of corrupt politicians
this black woman wrote the bill that k!lled the private prison system

[braille]
my conception was 3 b.c. approximate
before i was born, many were bent on stopping it
imagine if, my family didn’t flee to egypt
when herod k!lled the children, who was he seeking to destroy?
who did john the baptist prepare the way for?
voices still crying in the wilderness, waiting for the messiah
do they wait in vain, although i came to be slain
there was a law to fulfill, there was a cup to be drained
but it happened too soon, i was only an infant
now the promises of god pass away in an instant
the prophets still searching for the person and the time
while the people are following blind guides, no way
no life, no truth, the lost sheep stay lost without a shepherd
no cleansing of the lepers, no righteous scepter
if i was murdered as a baby in bethlehem
there would be no sacrifice for sin, the world is condemned

- shai linne

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