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Lyrify.me

Restoration by Artificial Christian Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2017

[Hook]
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know

[Verse 1]
Hope in the unseen, but already's been told
No more homeless man on the corner
Shakin' in the cold
No more mamas with their strollers
And the daddies never known
No more children with the feeling that
They livin' on they own
It's like Nas, if I ruled the world
Rappin' with my Lauryn
And I'm Warren, and I'm warrin'
All the rulers in my corner
No more lost unborn
Life arrested with no warrant
Dreams stolen like a torrent
Before them wings get to soarin'
No more bodies on the shore
Objected 'cause you fear 'em
No more bombs in their homes
And drugs sold in the stair well
No more people that can't see well or walk at all
No more people stuck in that pain
So deep that they can't walk it off
No more [?] serving justice in the hatred, no
Back to that time before we realized we were naked
No more fakin' lost relationships
And greed for money-makin'
Got me workin' and waitin'
Till I see the new creation, uh
[Hook]
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know

[Verse 2]
No more arguments
Honestly your heart acknowledgment
Blood pressure risin'
Bore that knowledge for that knowledgment
Mama cryin' scholarship
Give my baby scholarship
Party, party, party
Mama cryin' where my scholar
Where your father's in the pen
And yet you [?] with your friends
A part of me's enraged that you ain't
Part of puttin' in
Out of the womb with two wounds
You black and you's a male
Out of the womb with two choices
Either death or in jail
Whether it's physically or mentally
It's a mystery, son
Guess we'll take it when it come
Mama prayin' for you, son
Too many addicts in the street
Don't be added to the street
Your only edge is education
'Cause of pigment, so to speak
I'm weak from back and forth
But you, I love you, I do
But 'till the day of restoration
This condition is true
New heaven, new earth
No more Black Lives Matter
Color matters not
When you dwellin' with the Father
Restoration
[Hook]
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know
One day they'll be washed all away and I know