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the o'my's - precious light كلمات الأغنية

[produced by the o’my’s and c lang]

[intro: zion]
yeah
i said, yeah man
zion

[hook]
ohh precious light
in the dark and the cold
lord, this can’t be life
ohh precious light
in the dark and the cold
lord, this can’t be life

[verse 1: zion]
said this can’t be life
so many days p-ss and i wonder why
so far we are shunned and some people got to die
try to find a job and make a better life
but it get harder every time i try
still walking with my head held high
some say it works to serve up this time
in hardest time
but with this music i see more light
listen to the vision inside of this song
liberation movement under [?], [see light?]
we jut and we stride, [move?] our ears
and in our body and sight
run up these [?]
sure gets high using purpose to survive
chant “more poem, more love, more light”

[hook]

[verse 2: dally auston]
precious light follow me as long as you can keep up
demons creep, angels i’m hopin’ that you see them
my life is somethin’ a movie, the hood told me the roots
hood told me to cool it, this can’t be life
i’m patient i’m chasin’ life
knock on wood keep it moving
i’m losin’, you f-cking stupid
you winnin’, show me some proof and i’m gone
i’m gone let’s f-cking take off
clouds up on my radar
i’m smokin’ can never pay off, feelin’ suffice
you willin’ to die? you willin’ to ride?
willin’ to fly? willin’ to cry
suicidal i’m jumpin’ off this tower
i’ll tell you about the precious life

[verse 3: zack wicks]
as i walked inside the studio to record my verse
n-ggas in the earth, war over turf
this can’t be life
studied the lessons learnin’ from heights
tattoo tears and memories of murder
barbecuing every summer tradin’ stories of adversaries and corpses
dead men don’t talk, and n-ggas stuck in the recollections
in babylon, thieves steal for something to eat
there’s still zombies in the hood, n-ggas smoking a leaf
crackhead b-tch, broken dreams, welfare recipient
daughter sellin’ p-ssy guess she get it from her momma, n-gga
o’my’s the dynasty, pimpin’ charli baltimore
a [milli gone and?] b-tches living life
[jah?]

[hook]

[outro]
them n-ggas stealing, mothaf-ckas trying to get some food they got the war tanks, military posted on every block, eight mile radius. look around us. no civilians, this a war zone

- the omys

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