Lyrics Oh My Lord - Anthony B

400 years
Still cuffs on wrist
Trying to explain,
They claim trying to resist
But now it's just like magic
All these gadgets
They insist
You can do a lot things
But you can't do this

Everybody wonderin' who gone
Show up for the party
Sayin it didn't happen
But didn't ask nobody
Will me make it out alive brotha?
Brotha prolly
Struggle to pay attention
With no paper in your wallet

Agitate complainers
Complainers are never moving
Hear the pain in lyrics
Or just listen to the music
Some are making changes
And others making excuses
Some are out here wondering
Will we ever make it through it

Oh My Lord
See me while
I'm joggin in these streets

Oh My Lord Eh
Temperature is rising
I can't sleep

Oh My Lord
Families are dying
To be free
They not tryin
To repeat
All the cryin
That we've seen

Oh My Lord
Are the lost
Still being found

Oh My Lord Eh
Are we sinking
In to solid ground

Oh My Lord
Evil's creepin in
When people down
Can't easily see changes
Unless there's changes
All around.

Oh My Lord

Who is that astonished
Afraid of all creation?
Do you really think that a path
That was paved is
Imagination?

Mental acrobatics
To silence a demonstration
Choosing sinful acts of status
To further the instigation

Get in line, cause it's time My Brotha
Keep it high, you'll be fine My Brotha

Feels like everyday I remind my brothas
I shouldn't have to search far
Just to find my brotha

And my Sisters
We're going on a mission
God in the front then follow that intuition

They might try break us
In the air we'll keep a fist
They can do a lot things
But they can't do this

Oh My Lord
See me while
I'm joggin in these streets

Oh My Lord Eh
Temperature is rising
I can't sleep

Oh My Lord
Families are dying
To be free
They not tryin
To repeat
All the cryin
That we've seen

Oh My Lord
Are the lost
Still being found

Oh My Lord Eh
Are we sinking
In to solid ground

Oh My Lord
Evil's creepin in
When people down
Can't easily see changes
Unless there's changes
All around.

Oh My Lord

Oh My Lord

Oh My Lord

Oh My

Oh My, OH MY

Oh My Lord
See me while
I'm joggin' in these streets

Oh My Lord Eh
Temperature is rising
I can't sleep

Oh My Lord
Families are dying
To be free
They not tryin
To repeat
All the cryin
That we've seen

Oh My Lord
Are the lost
Still being found

Oh My Lord Eh
Are we sinking
In to solid ground

Oh My Lord
Evil's creepin in
When people down
Can't easily see changes
Unless there's changes
All around.

Oh My Lord

Oh My Lord

Oh My Lord Eh

Oh My Lord

Oh My Lord...

Oh My Lord