Wade in the Water Lyrics & Tabs by Dr. John
Wade in the Water
guitar chords lyrics
So much potential in this world, a women that grew up from a girl now gives life.
Take a bullet for her in that same night.
Hundreds march minus Leonidas bullets take flight.
Len bias is an example of how our youth dies.
Ben Wilson embodied as the truth in our two eyes, 2 shots, then I get cold feet before the sun rise.
Same situation in a badwagon freedom seeking.
There was a time when you came together for the right reasons and escaping out of a world of backlases and not eating.
So meet by the water.
Let me go white demons!
Last thought was moses when they applied treason.
The miracle of spreading the river.
How you figa I'm a nigga.
Am I an enigma, black as a gorilla.
Please women give birth to a new life, but first lets escape into the stars this very night.
They looking in the bushes, moving fruit flies.
Am I an enigma, black as a gorilla.
Please women give birth to a new life, but first lets escape into the stars this very night.
They looking in the bushes, moving fruit flies.
be silent as the tears dry.
Fuck it I know my people a love to be uplifted.
Finally I get it.
That they rather see us as entertainers.
Instead of artistic painters or innovators.
Is there a black steve jobs.
Are there any partakers?
Here's the disclaimer.
Slaves of the mind, procrastinators.
Where's the prosecutors when they test our patient.
Ain't no justice or just fits for prior cases.
My country failed me when I thought we finanlly made it.
Now I'm waiting by the water put my trust in strangers.
People I didn't know a year ago, like I thank you later, the future is born immature.
I need an incubator.
Don't abrivate my life, nomenclature.
The skeletons of my ancestors still remains and the ashes of emmit til washed in the rain and yet my hands are still tied, lil wayne.
Willie lynchs psychology is imprinted in my membrane.
How can I establish my schmatics before relapsing.
The avalanches blocking my passage no hourglasses.
Back full of cicatrice, k-9 mismatches.
Barks echoing through overpasses.
Seen death coming like pharohs in a gold casket.
In Vietnam they filled us with heroine.
Fiends in the hood shouting over the intercom, where crack is shaped like a Pentagon.
Found a pot to piss in cause im feeling numb.
Kids serving adults like a homeless shelter.
seen my dad smoke it now selling it to make my life better.
Crack music like my life is an acoustic found flaws in the rubric like I'm the only black student.
Not talking for your amusement, are minds have been polluted, they treat us like we are mutants, black soldiers aren't saluted, are meaning is so translucent, in the eyes of the bluest, straight Judas in the blueprint, the memories of kings and Queens buried in the ruins, fuck us we only human.
Though our skills are proven, they pat on the back call it the Patrick Ewing.
Through our evolution, those who helped, only met execution.
Now we stand to get our schooling, only to be denied a job so many excuses, fueling up a jet to repopulate China, if my freedom was so free why are taxes getting hiya.
Found heaven in a woman North to south her Carolina.
We forge fire out of her mouth, the voice of mariah.
They sell us short Nick Cannon call a cease fire, now our wives leave us for paler skins and the dna of a monkeys saliva, they want children out of our women's vagina, black equals survivors, straight hair on it, there's a Columbian supplier.
When you thought this country was bias, a bunch of liars, if you came from the hood we just replicate the outsiders.
Stand up for everything and lie down for nothing, even when I'm fucking, put the P before the U like a Republican, once you fuck up yo life ain't no mulligan.
Can only do a 180 when police cuffin.
Handwritten that they saw me doing something.
Associated cause my skin tinted, inaugurated and I'm still different, they got sun burned and made black children, so I guess the facts are still hidden, in my opinion, these new editions are full of fiction.
My attempts are futile?
Stop bitchin!
We was supposed to live in hills and pick cotton, even when we fall at war, we're still forgotten, i keep running forward, I'm a titan, Chris Johnson.
They leave us out to dry, and i ain't speaking jargon.
To them are freedom aint nothing, they own everything and use us to get rich, you work hard might get a tenth, you walk by then thinking you mixed, and they would treat you as equals, instead they treat you like shit.
Entrapped in prism, i got the rhythm, if i don't dance or rap, i get caught in the system.
Catching a case will stop my momentum.
Kill someone in self defense and they the victim.
