PROMISED LAND

I keep hoping for change

I keep hope for the better

I cope with the pain

and the cold weather

when its all down slope in the rain

(click LION to hear PROMISED LAND)

and they sell dope for more cheddar

and choke from the flame smoke

that rose from the leather

of the hustler

who supposed to know how to hang

I flow in slang

for those on blow in the gang

who know what it is 

trying to make the doe strain

when the funds is low 

and you are feeling no gain

THIS is for THAT younging slain

on the road that is so cold

except when the heat they hold is spaying

nines that ricochet off the bricks hitting our kids

sometimes I wish we could live:

-IN THE PROMISED LAND-

WHERE ITS A BETTER PLACE

WALKING HAND AND HAND

TALKING ABOUT HIS GRACE

IF I HAD THE CHANCE

ILL DO WHAT IT TAKES

TO FOLLOW YOUR COMMANDS

SACRIFICE FOR FAITH