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Eternal Reflection (interlude) Lyrics - Church In These Streets - Jeezy

Soldiers march inside my mouth 

Slide down my throat, crawl inside my womb 

And leave a hand grenade in my son's arms 

Pre-birth occupation. 

You wait for them to grow up and shoot us unarmed 

Dear black Madonna 

How many hail Mary's? 

Project holy water. bless these loads we carry. 

Pregnant with potential but birthing silence. 

Tears taste like violence 

Born with middle passage anxiety 

Why can't you feel the God in me? 

A million angels follow me 

Your system don't acknowledge me. 

Born free 

My prayer mat close to me 

I'm my ancestor's priority 

Which sound is closer to God's voice then children laughing? 

We the beautiful balance goddess on my block 

A special kind of hell. 

Razors wrapped in feathers. 

Our bodies, wishing wells. 

We raise our daughters and pray our sons just make it home from school 

We need new rules 

Queens created out of red clay dust 

Pushed into classroom terrorism. Girlhood rushed. 

Our black boys born kings 

You try to crucify em 

They built with steel and dreams 

Who's the criminal when the global blood is on your hands 

We indigenous these streets been our land 

You not supposed to see death this early in the morning 

If God is an American, then God must be lonely 

More killed by police in our cities 

Than Afghanistan 

The underestimated. Outliving our circumstance 

Some of us don't dance. Some of us got plans 

We don't smile for you. But our laugh is hard 

Our new religion includes tearing down privatized prison bars 

Black birds fly far. I know who you are 

Your bravado. you a super star. 

The science of Imhotep 

With the heart of 'Pac 

We the ones they couldn't kill. 

The chosen. We won't stop 

This is the time for hustlers and scholars 

Sunflowers and gun powder 

The lies just get louder. 

Shout out to the doubters 

She can write surahs and psalms 

In the same breath cook poems 

And write dinner with her left 

Rock a mic with her right 

And pray her own seeds will be able to 

Exchange the heavens for a mirror 

And see themselves as the greatest reflection of God 

 

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