August Greene - Swisha Suite lyrics

Yeah oh

Spirit's move me, coming through me
Feel it going, coming on strong
I got something to say, say, say, say
I got something to say, say, say, say
Spirit's move me, coming through me
Feel it going, coming on strong
I got something to say, say, say, say
I got something to say, say, say, say

Symphony annex the epiphany of text
It's like the chemistry of sex
Treatment of street
That I stood on, may be hood strong
I kept my hood on, and put my hood on
So the world could know 'em
Blessings to my man named Del
Issue with his colon, we all swollen
Inflamed omens, Ingrained moments, of truth
That guide us to our inner Moses
Staffs, rivers, crosses, niggas
Burning in the slithers of America
We wearin' the racism like the old jacket
These are alkaline rhymes with no acid
If I'ma do some shit and I'ma be cold at it
Lying to a chick, man that's my old habit's
Daughter talks, divine order caught
Me by the collar, what it is to be a father
I made some mistakes
Some things I was good at
You take away the bad then you
Gotta take the good back it's all a journey
She came though us for us to teach us
And for me to learn me
'till the judge adjourned me
I'm the attorney of a Universal law
Fill out a application and
I gotta circle raw, aww
Feeling it, willing it to existence
Living in temptation, living in resistance
Got to know persistence
It helped me travel the distance
Now in a battle, I find what bliss is
Got a wish list for my people at
The crib to get it right, right, right
Got a wish list for my people at the
Crib that we can get it right, right, right
Got a wish list for my
People in the bright lights
That we can use the light
Right, right, right, right, right, right
Or invite to type, invite to, produce, seduce
What can I do to induce
The type of thoughts to the angel wings