walk a mile my shoes you have to turn back

KashFromDa9 - Freestyle [BeRaw] | JDZ

RM Gun Talk

RM Shooters

RM - Off the record Freestyle

Off The Record 2

2024 Freestyle

Weren't All That

Lyrics

They say “stop the boats,” but the floods are within,
Blame the stranger for the weight of their own hidden sin.
Borders on water, but the fire’s in the street,
It’s Cain and Abel every time their fear repeats.

Stone tablets break, when compassion is denied,
The שְׁכִינָה weeps where the rivers collide.
Every exile’s mirror is a nation in disguise,
Point the finger outward while the sickness multiplies.

Stop the boats? Or stop the ghosts?
The demons you host are the ones you chose.
Walls won’t hold what the heart won’t own,
The real invasion’s always been at home.

They sharpen their tongues on the migrant tide,
But it’s greed in the palace that they try to hide.
Tax breaks for kings, chains for the poor,
It’s the same old empire at the same old door.

Boats of Babel sail through the storm,
Every soul carries fire, every heart keeps warm.
They flee from hunger, they run from war,
Still hope lights the sea as they reach for more.

But the empire chants with its papers of blame,
Turning lives into numbers, erasing their name.
Yet the widow still cries, the orphan still waits,
While justice stands locked at the border gates.

כֶּתֶר to מַלְכוּת, the ladder descends,
Compassion was the law, but they chose the lens
Of division, derision, the serpent’s refrain—
To exile the other is to deepen your chain.

Stop the boats? Or stop the ghosts?
The demons you host are the ones you chose.
Walls won’t hold what the heart won’t own,
The real invasion’s always been at home.

The sea remembers every name,
The waters don’t lie, they rise the same.
Exile ends where compassion begins—
The promised land is the heart within.

The Flood

Pee Man - Hoods Hottest (Season 2)

RM - 6 Shots

rc aint a game

rc aint a game

User 754063081

Recent comments

fs

Purnell

Aarronfew1234

Max Doherty

Related tracks