paroles de chanson Broken Crown - Thi'sl

I hope y′all got y'all camera′s rollin'
Welcome to the movement
The school system tried to tell me God don't exist
Hip-hop told me God was on my wrist
And I should sell my soul for this check
Then I can have His piece around my neck
But then I walked outside and I saw nothin′ but some fallen kings
Cemeteries full of soldiers, nothin′ but fallen dreams
My cousin told me I should follow dreams
Right before they rolled up, masked up like it's Halloween
The chain′s off, it's time to blast off
Let me loose, take your hands off
And I am sick of media trying to tell me who to be
If you with me take that mask off
You hear the screams of our broken mothers
Look in the eyes of our broken brothers
You hear the cries of our broken sisters
Hope′s louder, though it usually whispers
This not a war for the faint-at-hearters
A war? we came to get it started
The last King that they saw was martyred
Now place your eyes on 300 Spartans
And we ain't come to make peace
We came to make war and bring healing to our streets
(Make war, make war)
Give the blind sight to see
The deaf ears to hear
And raise the dead from they sleep
Can these bones live, can they breathe
It′s that time, homie, watch and see
And don't you get confused watchin' me
′Cause I am not confused, I know I got a cross waitin′ for me