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History Of Our Presence

citizen, come, collect your freedom No matter what you're living in, it's time to win Keep us in the four walls of our church, we'll be quiet Most of

on ya ass nigga ease on And where ya from no ain't shit to me Bring that ass to the tailor talking shit sent ya ass history Evident you you weren't

contend Or we could be like Doves exposed to history Like stayin' with each other with truth and chivalry The things we go thru' they shape our identity

't be Waking the dead, you said that we wouldn't see Waking the dead, now the dead stand before our own eyes Silence is blaring the earth opens wide History

the ghetto The fourth branch of the government, want us to settle A bandana full of glittering, generality Fighting for freedom and fighting terror, but what's reality? Read about the history

your side Dividing cruelty from tenderness Watching all the time Dividing fiction from reality God is on your side... And God is on your side Dividing presence from our history

tragedy The humans ritual of love and adoration Dense-woven history Sentiments decide existance, the artwork that I've bled Bizarre she defined her presence

here with thoughts of you that still inspire me To be a light for all to see And one day we will be together In our final goal in the presence of He

never see it coming anymore Now we're on the frontlines like stepping over landmines Not beneath our footsteps but never far away And now the possibility, the presence