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Grits

Where R U Going?

 

Where R U Going?

(album: Dichotomy A - 2004)


Yo
You wanna know why we do this?

We keep speaking these verses with purpose of breaking curses
With persecutional surface keep trying to put us in hearses
It seems even the church has been blinded for recognising our talent
It's part of the plans of God: reaching man
Understand so many searching
Understand so many hurting, flirting with death and slowly closing the curtain on hope to find a better way, a brighter light and darker days
Strike the spark to start, and burn a bluer blaze
Maybe we missed it, but, ah, what if we didn't
These drums maybe the difference that's needed for when it's up
So I dedicated my body to be the sacrifice living, and to be the copy-write written to raise dead
And the corse shed led by beat, sweat and tears can be the beacon they seeking, when something has gotta give
So eternal existence is not a tale of omission, but a reality of faith
Believing in he, receiving through me
Call and I'll be there
Talking to you now
I need you to believe in me
Don't leave easily
Where are you going?
Call and I'll be there
Talking to you now
I need you to believe in me
Don't leave easily
Where are you going?

Happiness is my accomplice, part of myself
Up outta this rut without a map or compass
Doing good is so presumptuous, it's one of my many functions
I got the skinny anyone of y'all walking awful pretty, that's why I speak so gently
Help out like Farnsworth Bently
Just do my part and put my heart and whole, though trials may tempt me
Playful emotions tempt me, speak through my actions lately
Problems is stacking, baby
Control the freak in me secretly that's what's cracking, baby
And you don't have to hate me, or underrate what I do
Conviction with diction I choose to use, expressing my view
Tell me whose land we on, (oh) and get a gander of the man
And conversate with and who gate we landed on
Attacking my defences, are relentless, knock me senseless
And I woke to loved one's faces, with some traces of repentance
Baby, gotcha smelling the gun-smoke, smoke
I evoke profusely, then loosely invoke the one quote

Call and I'll be there
Talking to you now
I need you to believe in me
Don't leave easily
Where are you going?
Call and I'll be there
Talking to you now
I need you to believe in me
Don't leave easily
Where are you going?

Call and I'll be there
Talking to you now
Call and I'll be there
Talking to you now
Call and I'll be there
Talking to you now
I need you to believe in me, (call and I'll be there)
Don't leave easily
Where are you going? (talking to you now)
Call and I'll be there
Talking to you now
I need you to believe in me, (call and I'll be there)
Don't leave easily
Where are you going? (talking to you now)
Call and I'll be there
Talking to you now
I need you to believe in me, (call and I'll be there)
Don't leave easily
Where are you going? (talking to you now)

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