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Valuable Lessons

Strangers become family and family becomes strangers.
You better read the warning signs to learn about the dangers,
of lettin’ hatas in your circle. They can leave your soul ill.
Peckin’ at your happiness, like buzzards on some road kill.
Give you a raw deal and leave you with your ass out.
Bunny ear your pockets, so you better never pass out.
So many enemies, got a lot of enemies
and it seems that most of them happen to be kin to me.
Damn man, silly me… I thought blood was the thickest,
but when it comes to playin’ games, blood is the slickest.
Magicians; oh how they trick us, fuck us over and dick us.
But we didn’t pick our families, the dirty bastards picked us.
I tell them all to kick dust, God is all that I trust.
If it’s me against the world, I promise I will adjust, giving no more fuss.
Whatever is dealt, I’m a take it…
Plus I’ve learned that family is what you make it.
Friend or foe, who will ever know how to pick em’
A stash of butcher knives, in your back is where they stick em’.
So give me two or three that’s down for me, and I can handle that.
I finally see the light; so here, you can have your candle back…

~ Jah Soul

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Soul Cry

I can’t see it coming down my eyes, so I gotta let my soul cry.
Been accused of so many lies, but I refuse to let my soul die.
So I press on. Even when I trip, I don’t stress long.
Hard-headed brotha, head harder than your chest bone.
Refuse to give in, can’t lose; gotta win.
But they tell me that’s a sin.
Forgive me Lord, I’m going in.
I can’t see it coming down my eyes,
so my pen drops tears every time this ink smears
across my note pad, filled up with sad quips.
Made this paper talk to you like it really had lips.
Nobody knows how this pain flows
through my blood stream, give me some damn morphine.
This is what my blood screams.
I couldn’t see it coming down my eyes
so I cried in my sleep as I let my soul weep…

– Jah Soul