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Through Stooped Trees
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Random verse over Xzibit's "Hey Now (Mean Muggin)"
tha pastor reach yeah long time truth incas entertainment
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aka The Hip Hop George Whitefield; The place for exclusive tracks and free downloads from the UK's top Christian solo hip hop artist Tha Pastor Reach Yeah.
Tha Pastor Reach Yeah aka the hip hop George Whitefield. I'm not a Christian musician, I'm just a Christian who makes music to the glory of God.
Song Info
Charts
Peak #89
Peak in subgenre #5
Author
Timbaland/Tha Pastor Reach Yeah
Rights
2005
Uploaded
February 27, 2005
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MP3 1.5 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
I wrote the verse for a collaboration that never happened. Time passed and I came back across this verse which I still liked, so I looked for a beat to set it to, and it just happened to be this one!
Lyrics
Through stooped trees there's a cool breeze, a wind of change A simple name, the one time I clinged to fame Look, I took departure, struck by the archer Bleeding with greed that I was struggling after Driven leagues back, my ship lay splintered and split Serene seas seemed succumb, though I'd think not amiss I would ride for a while on the prayers of the church In my mind I would cry "I wasn't prepared for this earth!" Heard by the grace of the One I feared to face My ancestors didn't die, they were just clearing space So the child in their hearts could reform as a man Seeking for the solace in the Lord of the land Til I, met with music, the sceptre, the truth with The blessed, the abuser, all left in confusion For peace I'd behold, found in reading the scroll But this passage proved to be long, weakened and cold Seeking to be bold amongst the Kingswood Mines Buried deep under the dirt of the sinew and grime Drinking the wine, hypocrisy inebriated the wasted court I was thought to be faceless and taut when in truth I was nought Just used for the cause and used to applause Each cut was uncovered, blood soothing the sores Come then my neighbour to sit round the table and eat Don't snatch, just grasp what's reach What's a pilgrim to do, in my heart and my mind? Whilst living in Truth, I would start to decline Seeing flickers from the devils that we're sharpening their knifes And laughed as my pastor asked if I was fine!
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