Lyrics Sins of the Fathers - Yamin Semali

Microphone check 1, 2, What is this
No sabbatical like a radical adventist
Last of the black princes who witnessed when crack hit us
Red dogs came to your school for them class visits
Saying watch out
Syringes can be in the grass hidden
They also told us it was all about the cash getting
I′m sure they knew that some of us already had visions
Of trap flipping
Moving birds like badminton
Now were they warning us or alluring us
Later on in life it got me curious
I just know that there's more for us
I just know that there′s more of us

Fingertips dipped in the water
How long have we hid from the karma
So I make amends at the Altar
From carrying the Sins of the fathers
Fingertips dipped in the water
How long have we hid from the karma
So I make amends at the Altar
From carrying the Sins of the fathers

'Cause Daddy had the half moon
Stashed in the vacuum, closet in the bathroom, told me he'd be back soon We all heard that tune
Can′t forget the lyrics if it′s the only thing you passed to him
The Most High told me stopping asking him for a sign
If I do it again, he'll send me one I can′t ignore this time
How you born to shine but sitting with your thumb up your rectum
Why everybody looking for what's right under their septums
Waiting on someone to accept them, look where it kept him
Salty, needing the epsom, from false flagging when flexing
In too deep, pressed, need deep breaths, depression
But every burden is a blessing

Fingertips dipped in the water
How long have we hid from the karma
So I make amends at the Altar
From carrying the Sins of the fathers
Fingertips dipped in the water
How long have we hid from the karma
So I make amends at the Altar
From carrying the Sins of the fathers