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lirik lagu new orient – omar offendum

chorus:
with every dawn i wake…
and every song i make…
through every beat i’m taken
closer to my maker…
don’t see no way…
of ever bein’ no stray…
with him there will be no wavering…
b/c we know they
gonna try to deceive us
through their lies & mischievous
compromises of jesus’ teachings…
it’s wrong…but it’s on…
a new dawn..a new morning…
a chance for us to just move on . .
a new orient…

verse 1:
yeah i’m an optimist and(?)…
i ain’t gon’ compliment them…
corrupt & kleptocratic addicts of apocalyptin’…
the figure of hate – it fits them…
belligerent traits – their dictum…
the bigger the stakes…
the bigger the chase…
the bigger the bait to get them…
i see the traps of phonies…
a heathen strapped his cronies…
i’m fendin’ em off with the pen…
offendum’s rappin homey…
political hacks…
to get at iraq…
they split up the map…toni
sinister minister prime…
in it for infinite spinach & cash only…
the lonely-hearted feel me…
if only god would heal me…
the pain of yesterday could pave the way
for dawn to deal me..
a better hand….
when a man’s
bedouin kin
nettlin’ him to no end…
it’s better for him to throw in…(the towel)
just to keep it humble…
though i could be disgruntled…
watchin my cousins robbed by the dozen…
bob’s your uncle…
no sense in cryin direct your energies at rectifyin…
if destiny’s a lexicon…
my fate, it seems…im testifyin’

verse 2:
so im an immigrant – what?
im still american but…
the pilgrimage of puritans don’t get compared to my up…
bring in the fairness i must
be well aware of the cusp
the interference i cut
seein the perils of l-st
bein a parent is tough
our mother earth’s had enough
the mistress purses were stuffed
big brother’s words were a bluff
what u gonna eat our food & not want us to share it?
uh uh…
put your feet in my shoes & not know how to bare it
a ha!
hypocrisy’s apparent
thats why i can see the fear in
eyes of people – overbearing
swearin war was “over there” when
it’s really here…
im really rare…
like bl–dy steaks
they called – hi(gh)
n0bodys there…
i guess its safe to say that racists pray it stays this way
so they can take whats in the safe – keep us at bey with akkk’s
but im’a make a case for patience & for godness sake – sleep in
raise my face up in the morning find that i’m wake – speaking…

- omar offendum

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