T-Bone - Raised In Harlem paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Raised In Harlem - T-Bone




My people telling me that you the man
That can heal the sick with your healing hand
Demand sickness to scram and got power like Superman
Command the winds to cease, heathen teach priests and walk on water
If this is true then I got the faith that you can heal my daughter
I'm down on my knees, begging you please, I need a blessing
I'm tired of stressing, besides my daughter's just an adolescent
(Raised! Raised in Harlem!)
My baby's dying in the streets, bleeding, barely breathing
About to die, hero
Tied up, shot up over these drugs by some thugs, hero
I know I'm just a chronic breathing heathen
That's thieving, grieving and fiending for my daughter's healing
But I'm still believing
That you can find it in your heart to help a man like me
Heal my baby and take away her pain and this misery
(Raised! Raised in Harlem!)
I'm pleading hero, just say a prayer, she'll be okay
I know that if you come and just say the word
Then my daughter, you'll take all the suffering away
Just come and touch her and hug her, I know that she'll recover
Me and her mother love her like crazy 'cause we got no other
Please hero, place your hands on her forehead
Just say the word and raise my baby daughter from the dead
(Raised! Raised in Harlem!)
What's this man got to offer?
I sent you to fetch a doctor
You're too late, she's gone hereafter
I'm told it's a drive-by disaster
Just another wasted victim
A little teenage girl who was raised in Harlem
Harlem!
Ain't nobody dying, mommy, so stop the crying 'cause she's finna live
This is hero, the man who came to heal our baby kid
Just have faith and believe that he can fulfill all our needs
Heathen indeed, he's the one who can heal our dying seed
I got the faith to trust that he can save our baby darling
From Cali to Harlem, his healing stats are flawless and startling
(Raised! Raised in Harlem!)
I'm pleading hero, just say a prayer, she'll be okay
I know that if you just come and say the word
Then my daughter, you'll take all the suffering away
Just come and touch her and hug her, I know that she'll recover
Me and her mother love her like crazy 'cause we got no other
I know your heart is breaking
But this girl is only sleeping
If you'll just give us both a minute or two
Oh yeah
They laugh instead of believing
They think I've lost my reason
But don't fear what you can't see or do
You just gotta believe
Oh just believe
I'm pleading hero, just say a prayer, she'll be okay
I know that if you come and just say the word
Then my daughter, you'll take all the suffering away
Just come and touch her and hug her, I know that she'll recover
Me and her mother love her like crazy 'cause we got no other
Do it hero, I know that you can heal her, my hero
Just do it hero, I know that you can heal her, my hero
Do it hero, I know that you can heal her, my hero
Touch her hero, I know that your hands can heal her, hero
(Raised! Raised in Harlem!)
You know I was
(Raised! Raised in Harlem!)
Raised in the city just
(Raised! Raised in Harlem!)
Yeah, yeah, my baby was
(Raised! Raised in Harlem!)
Raised in the city of Harlem, y'all



Writer(s): Pete Stewart, Robert Burk Farrell, Eddie Degarmo, Rene Meyer


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