"Untitled" by Musa Mthimunye

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Untitled

Yo, we at war
We at war with terrorism, racism
and most of all we at war with ourselves
Jesus walks
God show me the way because the Devil’s trying to break me down
Jesus walks with me, with me, with me, with me

You know what the Midwest is?
Young and restless
Where restless fiends might snatch your necklace
And next these fiends might ‘jack your Lexus
Somebody tell these fiends who Kanye West is
I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
top floor, the view alone will leave you breathless
Uh, try to catch it
Uh, it's kinda hard
Getting choked by the detectives, yeah
Yeah, now check the method
They be asking us questions, harass and arrest us
Saying "we eat pieces of crap like you for breakfast"
Huh? Y’all eat pieces of crap? What's the basis?
We ain't going nowhere, but got suits and cases
A trunk full of coke, rental car from Avis
My momma used to say only Jesus can save us
Well momma, I know I act a fool
But I'll be gone 'till November, I got packs to move

CHORUS:
Jesus walks
God show me the way because the Devil’s trying to break me down
Jesus walks with me
The only thing that I pray is that my feet don't fail me now
Jesus walks
And I don't think there’s a thing I can do now to right my wrongs
Jesus walks with me
I want to talk to God, but I'm afraid because we ain't spoke in so long

To the hustler, killers, murderers, drug dealers, even the strippers
Jesus walks with them
To the victims of welfare, for we living in hell here
Jesus walks with them
Now hear ye, hear ye, want to see Thee more clearly
I know He hears me when my feet get weary
‘Cause we're the almost nearly extinct
We rappers are role models, we rap, we don't think
I ain't here to argue about his facial features
but here to convert atheists into believers
I'm just trying to say the way school need teachers
The way Katie Lee needed Regis, that's the way I need Jesus
So here goes my single, dog, radio needs this
They say you can rap about anything except for Jesus
That means guns, sex, lies, video tapes
But if I talk about God my record won't get played, huh?
Well, let this take away from my spins
which will probably take away from my ends
Then I hope this takes away from my sins
and bring the day that I'm dreaming about
Next time I'm in the club everybody screaming out

CHORUS

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