Streets Of Gold

Verse 1: Eshon Burgundy

Blessed are the peace makers
The true children of the creator
Profound wisdom is in the nature
Of the true savior
We Prefer the prophets over soothsayers
Devils in capes history’s crusaders
Israel did’em favors but now they bootleg us
I’m still rappin’ bout prayer no matter
Who hate us
Leftover PTSD be having my mood changing
I’m finally in a space where I’m recovering
The projects was a mind control experiment by the government
Upset at reparations
And throw us off by talking eloquent
But we know an Exodus from Babylon involves a settlement
We couldn’t read because of our perceived intelligence
Americas nice but not without the act of embellishment
Pure scripture spill out like poured liquor
Into wine skin from gentlemen at a wedding reception
I need to press in so deep that it leaves an impression
Deep like the sea but the surface’ll show me my reflection
Seeing through the glass darkly
Make us do the math partly
Who else but Israel get killed
Just for having a heartbeat
We need healing
Our children
Blamed for their own killings
Burned on the tree they hung Christ
This the same villain
Self awareness can heal us before we perish
Black sheep without knowledge inherit violence and terror
These the last days of error cyborgs and chimeras
Begging for destruction
The weapons got Russian parents
The Father suffered long He bout to give the angels clearance
Then the Bread of life from Heaven makes His appearance
Salute

Hook: Hezekiyah

We don found love
Found peace found Joy
For all of the tears
We don found truth found love
Found Life finding Out that We His
Oh Israel
We the Most High Kids
And My Arms are open
I'm Your Creator I make you live

Verse 2: Hezekiyah

I open oceans
I’m your direction
I want you here
The Almighty Power
The Ancient of Days
The one that they Fear
I’m a clean you up with these
Living Waters
You Far away from Home
I bring you to your boarders
They took your land away
I’m coming to restore you
Oh Israel
I know that you was sold
But you gon walk on streets of Gold
The ones they overlook
The same ones
The Father chose
Them seeds all in the Mud
Them same ones The Father rose
Oh Israel
And My House Going be
For All Nations
Anybody sick I want All patients
If I’m your finish line I want all races
Oh Israel
You can hear the bird chirp in Zion
No Tears No pain up in Zion
Everybody giving praise up in
Zion Zion Zion

Hook:

We don found love
Found peace found Joy
For all of the tears
We don found truth found love
Found Life finding Out that We His
Oh Israel
We the Most High Kids
And My Arms are open
I'm Your Creator I make you live