Aasha Marie - Wyws (feat. Candace Brown)

Ahh, ohh, yeah...

Revival in the streets; I was up while you were sleeping
I lost count of bodies I piling up while you were keeping
The truth - that will set free. So why are you not speaking
So Christ can bring the peace - while you were sleeping
While you were sleeping; while you were sleeping
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping
So Christ can bring the peace - while you were sleeping

Just dust full of lust with the image of a Just and a Pure God
With a huge rod
Punishing iniquity in wicked feet swift to shed blood and the way of peace
They have not known tic tac toe. playing games with lives
Click clack foe, toe tagged in the morgue that collapse on the floor when the knock at the door
Said he's no more
So I'm using the gospel as morse code using glimpses of light to revive souls
Awakening dead in my favorite season in Christ is the weather and you need him
Cause ya' homies blowing backs out left ya babies in the street with they backs out
Body count multiplied oh you got clout
When the reckoning comes you'll be left out
Walking through the halls of catacombs where combs won't go through the heads of all these drones
Hair locked copy cats of Chief Keef all hail the brand new leaders of street beef
They famous for aiming at targets gangs want more
Slayings the highest we've seen before
Praying you're not next I'll raise my sword, oh Lord

Revival in the Streets; I was up while you were sleeping
I lost count of bodies I piling up while you were keeping
The truth - that will set free. So why are you not speaking
So Christ can bring the peace - while you were sleeping
While you were sleeping; while you were sleeping
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping; While you were sleeping;
So Christ can bring the peace - while you were sleeping

It's a state of emergency
The urgency should purposefully give earth need to worship thee
Eternally gracious seed who crushed the head of the serpent deeds perfectly
Chicago Chicago, pastors and church folk do y'all know
Black children in the hood got dashed hopes
Satan waiting the bait is the cash flow
In collection plates congregation hollering waving
Praising music blazing while the pastor preach
When ya neighbors got danger for they behavior without the savior
You should mourn and weep for the lost ones
Be ashamed that you won't grab none
Too busy contributing to the building fund
Pray 'bout the violence but go do something
Or will you pass by them like a nuisance
Or get up and get out and make new sons and daughters
Give Christ to the perps of manslaughter go make war
They famous for officiating the sermons at funerals
Not well versed in the gospel hermeneutical
To tell the juvenile his soul was renewable

I hear the eulogy
Where were you when they were breathing
Bodies in the street didn't know what they were reaping
The truth will set 'em free
So why are you not speaking
Souls are not at ease while you were sleeping
While you were sleeping; while you were sleeping
Souls are not at ease, while you were sleeping
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping
While you were sleeping

Written by:
AASHA FRANCIS, SOLEY STEFANSDOTTIR, AASHA MARIA FRANCIS

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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