Представляем точный текст композиции "Shelter In The Storm" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Z-Ro . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Shelter In The Storm» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Z-Ro передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Z-Ro - "Shelter In The Storm"
Lyrics to Shelter In The Storm : [Z-Ro] Of course Im thankful for another day, my Lord I cant lie But everytime I wake up, seem like one of my people gotta die Anthrax poisoning, Hussein and them blew up the Trade Center Summer, Fall, Spring, Winter, people in the projects getting thinner Barely enough government cheese, left to feed the rats But we gotta get it how we live, and how we live is selling crack How we live is kicking doors, how we live is pimping whores How we live is what we do, so we dont live like this no more How we live is wrapping em up, shipping em out wait to receive An overloaded Houston Texas, niggaz make they own bleed Every night another murder scene, that could of been prevented But the truth is we most def, and the last soul tormented Every now and then I duck my head, up in the sunday service Thats the only place where 5-0, wont burst us bust us Nigga they dont love us, they wanna relocate us to the Penn We wanna do right, but all we see is sin [Hook] In this land, we need you Jesus Lord have mercy, we need shelter in the time of storm Uh-huh, well, well, well [Z-Ro] Yeah, Rostafar-i help me, help me All the young picking them, living in a rush just to get wealthy (wealthy) And in the ghetto, we struggle or we hustle till we bubble On top, eliminating competition when we buck shot Dont press that new, but a new clear shot Fire, fire, fire, fire (fire) Too many sickness and disease, under attack from overseas Mighty job me and for God, please come save the day If I should die before I wake, me leave a blessing for me people today Mighty job me and for God upon you, take this pain away [Hook - 2x] [Z-Ro] Now I lay me, down to sleep I pray the Lord keep my body, as my enemies creep Dont wanna be another statistic, living through c.d.s Either the graveyard or max. security, prison youll see Gs Look at the homies little girl, she aint nothing but sixteen Trying to support three kids, so she stay coming out her jeans Getting pimped, by somebody that still live with they mama But thats the only way she know, to get away from all the drama As for books, the mind is a terrible thing to waste As for crooks, the nine is a terrible thing to taste Ask them niggaz that don bit the bullet, but they still here My nigga we aint seen God befo, but we still fear I asked him for a blessing, and he sent me Eugene Now I got two cars, a crib and everyday I dress clean But it aint no love, they wanna put a nigga in the Penn I wanna do right, but all I see is sin [Hook - 2x] [ Shelter In The Storm Lyrics ]
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