Alaz - Suminga

My summer was long
My summer was in Georgia
My summer was nice
Nice like California
In Spring I was gon'
Gon' to California
But now I'm back home
'Cause summer I'm in Georgia

I got a call in the winter, took a flight in the spring
By the summer took another, you would think I had wings
In a way, when you pray and meditate, you can levitate
That's a slave teaching when they tell you wait for heaven's gates
We work for heaven on earth like the Lord's prayer
What would Jesus do, not look in the air
But take you up into a higher comprehension of truth
Get this paper from your brother in this tie and this suit
Figure out the common thread between our various groups
So(w) us together like a quilt, call it the fabric of truth
My people drownin' in a sea of sin, we thrown' short ropes
That can't reach 'em, but together we could build a boat
You wanna Play-Doh, when we could build like legos
Connected coast to coast like Savannah to San Diego
Los Angeles to Lagos no place you can't go
Just do your ego like my Eggo, my people leggo

I said, teach the children know God, and know your history
That's my mission, this music it be my ministry
Grandma was teacher, said that I should be a teacher
My minister's a preacher, said that I should be a preacher
I listen to my elder's real close , I take notes
I just hope they're watching' close so they can see I'm doin' both
Whole continents for classroom's open for registration
Pastor to the nations my congregation the populations
What's your religion to what do you pledge obedience
Freedom, justice, and equality I rep obedience
Had writer's block, but now I'm back on the block, like
Quincy Jones, now I'm back in my zone
Back home where I was home grown in a family home
Royal family so call my house the family thrown
My grandmoma transitioned, but my granny ain't gon'
Where we be, that's where she be so we never alone, I'm gon'

Written by:
Vinson Muhammad

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