Boston Hip-Hop

[Magno Garcia‘s Own Lyrics] Another day, another lesson/ Reach time to breathe another blessing/ I came up from the streets of the hard knocks/ To getting known in rap by just spitting on hard blocks/ The paper dream killed most of my kinfolk/ Then God pulled me out, asked me what are you in for?/ I tried to build a plan where my people would not die/ In my mind it worked, but the rest just did not try/ Hard headed we were robots did not cry/ Snotty nose kids when the winter would pass by/ I mean remember the times we went Church together/ Some of us saved, sometimes we’d even hurt together/ I mean we parted ways, but showing the love forever/ The choices we took, some foolish, others more than more than clever/ I mean the weight of the world was almost light as feathers/ Who am I kidding? The pressure was beyond the measure/ Uhh, real people would speak it/ Trying to find the truth, real people who seek it/ Prayers shouted to heal people who’d need it/ Paper being routed thru i-legal procedures/ Too dirty to air it/ The laundry’s being washed, then folded amongst the parents/ I mean on Saturdays we’d just O.D/ Then on Sunday we’d just…. Fast forward the story though/ I was taught to God it be the glory though/ Gave up my habits and bet it all in/ He told me “Give me your life, I’m cleansing all sins”/ …..Walked with Him thru fire roads/ Left what I saw important to follow Higher roles/ I did it humbly not knowing I’d wear a Higher robe/ Still I show passion to be obedient to what I know/ …..Crazy is what they’re calling me/ Now I rap to praise Him they questioning up my artistry/ Gotta show Him love, he’s kept me from reaching poverty/ The King reigns supreme, I’m following up his Monarchy/ I mean today they’re struggling with the honesty/ Republicans, Democracy, both of them don’t do squat for me/ So I praise the living God who’s on top of me/ The one changing hearts, the ruler with all the sovereignty/ Yeah, so the Gospel is right/ This the word for the sick needing hospital rights/ I was raised as a child bumping H.O.V/ Nowadays I just…. Last words I just want to convey/ Life becomes easy when you kneel down and just pray/ And I don’t mean ask for things, just speak to Him/ The same way I do it in my raps in this beat to Him/ I’m asking for a favor Lord, come down and speak to ’em/ A buncha friends dying cus they putting the heat to em/ Help me preach to ’em, help me speak to ’em/ We thank you for your grace, Oh God bring the peace to ’em/ Amen