LYRICS

We Don't Really Care

Written and produced by Juma Music

© 2012 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Intro

For far too long, we’ve stood idly by, and let them tell us who we are, what to be, how to think… But no more…

Verse I

It’s too much hype, too many mirrors and too many lights/too many actors and too many frauds/rented jewels and rent-a-cars/not enough humans, too many stars and the table is full now too many cards/fresh off the top this one’s no charge, free download Jumamusic.com/this is that comma to pause the drama/shut down the showcase and trash the whole place and waste it/land on the jam like spaceship/invade the game like an alien nation/I’m sorry excuse my Atari, pardon my Caleco, but this is for my people/short on sight living life through a peephole, trying to fit the work through the eye of needle

Chorus I

We don’t really care (Rep 4x)

Verse II

Now this here’s not for form or fashion/cause all that there’s just former fashion/this is something real fly like formal fashion/from inside out transform your fashion/dashing, we’re so out the order/splashing just like clouds with water/come through like explorers from Europe/take the game over/all four borders, all four quarters/countless Decembers, a million tomorrows this here’s forever/they’re so rewind we are the new era/they’re so behind we are the def-e-nition of gone, way far beyond what they be on/so let’s get freer and follow the leader, identified by his stripes like a zebra

Chorus II

Bridge

So they can say what they want to say but the game is about to change/cause we’re alive and it’d do or die and we don’t really care

Chorus III

So let them say just what they wanna say (we don’t really care)/and we’re gonna keep it moving anyway (we don’t really care)/we are the future and they’re yesterday (we don’t really care)/we keep it moving on them/on and on and on and on

Outro

(Vamp)

L I E
Written and Produced by Juma Music; additional vocals by RJ Gunn

© 2012 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Verse I

Little Jimmy had a tooth and his tooth came loose/earlier today playing a game of duck-duck-goose/then he ran all the way back home from school/unwrapped the bloody napkin and showed it to/his mama and she told him put the tooth under a pillow and the tooth fairy will magically appear and come visit him/then he does and discovers the tooth fairy is none other than his mother undercover/now he’s mad as a mutha/then he grows up in a system full of tricks and contradictions/and condition to believe in whatever madness they feed him/in class he never asked how Christopher Columbus could have discovered a land with people already there/all is fair/until one day when he becomes a grown man/unprepared/to hear the real about these things he’s endeared/and he’s scared/of the unknown he has an unhealthy fear/so he wears/a proud disguise while inside he cries

Chorus I

Chorus I, Section II

We hit em’ up now/we hit em’ up now/we hit em’ up now/give it up…/so put em’ up now, and let your fist pound/like this is your town/don’t tell me no more lies

Verse II

Little Jimmy cast his vote in the voting booth, exactly the thing that he’s supposed to do/the majority rules so he’s hoping to/uphold liberty’s code and the golden rule/what he don’t really know is that elections are for sale/like the wind is for a sail/and an “F” is for a fail/it’s democracy we love it/and so many others covet/what if it was really nothing/what if everybody’s bluffing/hypocrites and greedy gluttons, pulling levers, pushing buttons/benefiting from our suffering while we blindly keep on trusting/say the money’s getting slow/so how big bank CEOs/get more bonuses and dough/than we spend to feed the poor

Chorus II

Chorus II, Section II

We hit em’ up now/we hit em’ up now/we hit em’ up now/give it up…/so let your fist pound/like this is your town/like this is your town/don’t tell me no more lies

Verse III

Now democrat/republican/really don’t mean nothing friend, money’s in control/everything else is just subsequent/and we dun had a enough of it/we ain’t getting caught up in/parlor tricks in politics dividing for the conquering/screams from the right now, shouts from the left/pro life, pro choice/man we’re all pro deaf/pro dumb, pro blind making no progress/and it’s all nonsense cause it makes no sense/minus Jesus freedom’s only an illusion, keeping you confused and wrapped up in a delusion like mummies/and you look at me funny/while they’re laughing all the way to the bank and controlling what you see and what you think/what you think

Pre Chorus

Just like a dream/or a movie scene, be not deceived/it’s not what it seems/(not what it seems)/it’s not what seems/(not what it seems)/it’s not what it seems

Chorus III

Till the DJ's Gone

Written and Produced by Juma; additional vocals by Kira Huseby

© 2012 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Chorus

Until the DJ’s gone turn the radio off/Turn the radio off so now we can get it on
(Rep) 2x

Verse I


Turn the radio off while my DJ’s on and play that jam back cause that’s my song/Let it rock
(rock) on till the party’s over/Till the morning comes and then we start it over/Man we hardly
sober/Make noise in the place like a Harley motor as we numb to the drum of the status quota
(yeah)/Drunken culture can’t see the flame and can’t smell the sulfur/The roof’s on fire now
 so ain’t the floor/Turn the heat up let it rock some more/Just close my mind and lock the door
and just magnetize/We’re gonna draw some more/Don’t stop the force till they’re all aboard/
Eyes closed to the cliff that we’re walking toward/No bridge to cross still we marching forth/To
the new brainwash we plot the course

Chorus

Verse II

Turn the radio off while my DJ’s on and play that jam back cause that’s my song/Let it rock 
(rock) on like all night long/Till the moonlight’s gone and a new life dawns/Re-awake my
conscious/Take this rocket, launch it/Ignite the night we like comets/Beyond ebonics with a
whole new phonics /Fresh bionic we fly with no pilot in the cockpit/Remote control 
generation born on the radio air wave nation/Whatever the voices say we obey/However the
 choice is made we ok/Just frequently freak my frequencies so they secretly speak my secret
needs/And let the groove lullaby my beast to sleep/Only rule that rules us now is keep the 
beat

Chorus

Bridge

Deception/The new design/Hypnotize control your mind/Hypnotize control your mind
(Rep 2x)

Verse III

Turn the radio off while my DJ’s on and leave it off until my DJ’s gone/Cause all their songs
are just hocus-pocus dope hypnosis/To lead the sheep into the ocean and let em’ all drown
asleep/So we rock for the millions of souls that’s starving being forced radio transmitted
garbage/Hostage to corporate media monsters/Who fake the music so we take the music
and reshape the music/Throw a rock and break the music/Rip the mask and face the music/
Cause God’s the DJ what He say we play

Chorus

Vamp

Fine and Crazy

Written and produced by Juma; additional vocals by Sydney Manning

© 2012 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Verse I

Now I’m a single young man in a single young world/but can’t understand how these single young girls/fine as she wanted to be/thought if I heard her dawg I won the lottery/but see it was a lot of things that she was into that I was into/and it was that simple/but I wasn’t in tune/it was plain as mole on Pinocchio’s nose/but I was wide open like a door that couldn’t close/and she was so cold like some water when it’s froze with an angelic glow and a heart made of stone/so fly she could tell you that it’s snowing in July/you’ll be trying to build a snow man knowing it’s a lie

Chorus

She’s got a love so crazy make you act a fool/She turns grown men into Scooby-Doo/Can’t predict the tricks that she can pull/Play her game if you want to but she’s fine and crazy/(Hey) You better look the other way/(Hey) And heed warning I relay/(Yo) You wanna play another day homeboy/Cause she’s fine and crazy

Verse II

Now maybe it’s just me/maybe I’m crazy and maybe I could be overreacting/what if my imagination’s just overly active/and what if this accent is nothing, maybe I’m not bluffing/it just so happens she likes guys from London/she’ll have you buggin’ and trying to be something you know you’re really not/but you do cause you’re thinking with your heart man and that’s not smart/but she’s so hot/and everywhere you go your the start of the show/she’ll make you glow so bright you go blind and crash into the dream cause you couldn’t see the signs Chorus II Bridge She’ll make you feel like number one the only guy in her world/(oh 2x)/But when she’s done you’ll wish she’d never ever come in your world/(oh 2x)

Verse III

She’s got a picture wallet with more ex-men than a marvel comic/guess the jokes on me like I’m the comic cause she’ll make you feel more special than Haley’s Comet/but don’t let it affect you man it’s fairly common/cause she told me that I was her/number one only lover/and that there’ll never ever, ever would be another/she’s crazy out her mind and forever telling lies/I know, she’s a little deranged/she’s got some beliefs that’s a little strange/but I still lover her and I know it’s a shame/dear Lord can you break the chains cause I swear

Chorus III

Outro

Yeah buddy/so don’t be fooled/just because it’s cold/don’t always mean it’s cool

Chorus IV

Vamp


 

We Don't Belong

Written and Produced by Juma Music; additional by Donalin C’azeau

© 2012 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Verse I

I was looking to the future, but she couldn’t see that far/beyond them dark clouds couldn’t see that star/couldn’t see that diamond ring so large she would need a forklift just to put the joint on/she came from Venus I came from Mars/we’re both illegal aliens with no green card/in a world not ours, trying to find OZ, but all we ever find is each other at odds/reminding one another just how human we are/sometimes I get mad she gets brash and we clash like polka dots and plaid/and forget what have and let the nonsense split us in half.

Chorus I

We don’t belong/we don’t belong/we don’t belong here anymore (not here with me and you at war)/we don’t belong here, we don’t belong/we don’t belong here anymore/we don’t belong

Post Chorus

And I don’t really care even if it takes (long)/it don’t matter even if I gotta wait (long)/I’ll run a million miles however the race (long)/we gotta reconcile/we don’t belong

Verse II

Long time no see, it’s been a while fam/last time we kicked it it was kind of wild man/I can’t call it whatever what happened/all I remember is we were almost scrapping/gone from the days on the porch just cracking, jokes on one another everybody just laughing/if I could rewind time I’d take it to back then, before the studios shows and rapping/back when we was kids and we used to rock Lottos, the all black joints with the Velcro logo/eating Fruity Pebbles watching all the TV shows/Voltron, Thundercats, He-Man all that/my mom was like yours and yours like mine/we shared the same gear you wore my size/who’d ever, ever thought in the process of time we’d drift so far dawg…

Chorus II

Post Chorus II

Verse III

People, we argue we, fight we disagree like cats and dogs and Fox and NBC might/but when you give unforgiveness the green light, bitterness slips in turns you green like/Incredible Hulk, no credible hope, you just swallow it all in one incredible gulp/separated for good by an incredible gulf from everybody you love and the folks you hold close/sometimes these elephants between us be peanuts/cause when the casket clothes they don’t mean much/and it’s a crying out shame to see such time we’ve wasted when the game is basic/just love God more than anything else and love you neighbor as you love yourself/then you by this song and you take it home/rewind and play it back like…

Chorus III

Post Chorus III

Outro

 

2:00 AM

Written and produced by Juma

© 2012 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Verse I

And everybody here’s so torn/from living in the sky so long/and spinning in the eye of the storm/to land in the middle of the floor/passed out in a house full of doors/with each one leading back to more/of the magic we’re all living for

Chorus

Yesterday’s gone and we’re just getting started/It’s 2 in the morning and the world’s on fire/It’s 2 in the morning and yesterday’s gone and/We’re just getting started and the world’s on fire

Post Chorus OH Rep 2x

Verse II

And everybody here’s so tired/ever since we’ve been so wired/fulfilling these forbidden desires/trying to kill the pain that reminds us/of all the empty space inside us/but tomorrow we awake and it finds us/in the very same place to rewind us

Chorus II

Post Chorus II

Bridge *Sample voice* This gives you a feeling of power

Chorus III

Post Chorus III

Outro

And he who sows unto the flesh, will of the flesh, reap corruption


 

The Great Escape

Written and Produced by Juma; additional vocals by Chantal Ambroise

© 2012 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Verse I

She lays dead asleep/he’s laying on his side facing the window/she opens up her eyes/it’s something different though/it’s like another vibe/sunlight peeking from behind his closed mini blinds/she so in love with him/but he’s in love with her/but not her meaning her/her is the other girl/four years no ring involved/she knows there’s something wrong/deep deep deep deep inside uh-huh she feels it strong/he makes her feel like somebody so she gives him her body/whenever he wants it/Saturday till Sunday morning/her friends they tell her you so much better but then her low self-esteem just won’t let her/until a voice from the light behind closed mini blind says to “get up”/ no good-bye no letter/she grabs her clothes/barefoot still smelling like his cologne

Chorus

I’ve gotta go and get away from yesterday and all the pain/Tonight’s the night I break the chains/And make the move for my great escape I’ve gotta go and get away from yesterday and all the pain/Tonight’s the night I break the chains/And make the move for my great escape

Post Chorus

A 100 miles and she’s running for the great escape (Rep 4x)

Verse II

Another long night and another trip/and it’s 5:00 AM/his wife’s worried sick/now he’s been for years/but here and there he dips and here there he slips up and he looses grip/and falls into a ditch/and lands behind a pipe/and not the bubble blowing type, high as a weather kite/he’s in the basement in the crack spot/freebasing now on his last rock/he puts it in his pipe then strikes the lighter twice/but still no flame ignites/then on the 3rd try/it’s something different though/it’s like another vibe/something flashes like lightening ink front of his eyes/he drops to his knees screaming cause he’s gone blind/but then a small voice speaks to him from behind/he rises from the floor/it guides him to the door/tells him to “go sin no more”/no he’s gone

Chorus Post

Chorus Verse III

6:00 AM Sunday morning/the church is dark and quite/no pianist no organ/no singers and no choirs/the preacher sits in his office looking through scriptures searching/trying to prepare his sermon for the 7AM service/but little did he know something’s in the air stirring/it’s like another vibe, yeah another occurrence/and that’s just when he heard it/the church doors burst open with a loud crash something like a bomb blast/a half naked woman walks in quivering/torn clothes freezing cold and she’s shivering/she screams out “dear God if you’re listening, take me away from this misery I’m living in”/just then a blind man stumbles in behind her/he hear’s her voice grabbing air trying to find her/crack smoke still in his clothes/he grabs hold of a pew in the back then to his knees he collapsed

Chorus

Post Chorus

 

Children of the Storm

Written by Juma; Produced by Tony ‘Stone’ Shepard
; Feat. the Saint Paul Children’s Choir

© 2012 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Chorus

Dear Lord please take the rain away/For children of the storm we pray/And let them see a brighter day/For children of the storm we sing! (Rep 2x)

Verse I

One body, two body, three body, four, five bodies, six bodies, seven bodies more/Seven more mothers, seven more tears/Seven more in the clip now seven more fears/Streets more bloody for beef and blood money/Little Sunny caught a bullet in his tummy now he walk with a bag that smells funny he ain’t laughing though/You wouldn’t either if that’s how you went to the bathroom yo/Over some nonsense it’s constant problems dramas and conflicts/Only way they can calm this/Lock em’ up make em’ convicts/No rehabilitation release him to population/Same hood same block/Same work same clock/Brother’s tired of looking bummy man/Gotta get this money man/Bag em’ up a hundred grams/Stacking up these hundreds man/But they still don’t understand this is not the cure/Born in the jungle and raised by wolves/They are the children of the storm

Chorus

Verse II

Caught up in the world wind just twirling and twirling/The block stays hot just-a-burning and burning/The controversy keeps swirling and swirling/They dying every day and the world keeps turning/Blood stained sidewalks may wash with rain/But only the blood of Jesus could ever wash the pain/Could ever rinse away the scars till they’re gone to stay/Could ever heal the broken hearts so to God we pray/Just for the storm children/Dope fiend mothers alcoholic fathers/Storm children lost in these streets trying to get them dollars/Storm children suicide bombers looking up to martyrs/Storm children orphans getting auctioned as sex slaves/And caught in sex trades across international borders/Thailand to Uganda, Japan to Ruwanda/Abandoned left wander these dark lonely corners/The world’s unwanted but still God’s sons and God’s daughters

Chorus

 

Fallen Soldiers

Written and Produced by Juma Music; additional vocals by Donalin C’azeau

© 2012 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Verse I

This road we travel on the highway to heaven’s so straight and narrow/tight squeeze homie barely space for your shadow/you’re under enemy fire and flaming arrows/flying every step it’s a daily battle, just to stay sane maintain your brain/resist the pressure to wave your white flag and cave/phase out and fade away like high-top fades/but it’s never the same it all changed/that moment from that prayer you prayed/they told you ‘come to Jesus it’ll be okay,’ but didn’t tell you ‘bout the demons that would come your way/like a hungry beast unleashed on easy prey/while the chains from your past/float like a ghost as they stalk your path/you feel a hard blast, something like a car crash/and smashed up against your shield of faith/then you stumble and shake/but some crumble and break and never ever awake from temptation’s bate/like a carcass, smothered under dozens of snakes/despite mercy and grace they lay waste and die behind enemy lines…

Chorus I

Dedicated to the fallen soldiers who, who lost their way/dedicated to the fallen soldiers caught out in the rain/cause anyone can be a fallen soldier any place given time or day/we all need God’s grace to hold us/so for fallen soldiers Lord have mercy we pray Verse II
Thousands of names engraved on a wall of brave young souls who answered the call/you met a man named Sgt. Bob in the mall, his shirt full of badges and patterns of stars/fresh out of high school looking for a new start/he told you ‘sign here,’ and you can do it all/go to college for free, and even travel abroad/you agree, so excited you ain’t been that far/a year later it’s on and you’re dodging car bombs in the field, thinking ‘where’s Sgt. Bob??’/in a war that you ain’t even sure of the cause/fighting some Arab kid your age confused as you are/thinking he’s fighting Jihad/both of us just trying to figure out who are, in the meantime shooting at each other like dogs/whether wrong or right it’s all under God’s sight/men in position, trying to act like they’re God’s height/one decision, can make a widow out of your wife/we clog heaven with prayers just like a sky full of kites/for all the soldiers entrenched in the fight, making the ultimate sacrifice.

Chorus II


Dedicated to the fallen soldiers not with us today/dedicated to the fallen soldiers who, who’ve passed away/cause anyone can be a fallen soldier any place given time or day/we all need God’s grace to hold us/so for all us soldiers Lord have mercy we pray

Outro

Lord have mercy we pray (Rep 3x)


 

Giants Fall

Written and Produced by Juma

© 2012 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Intro

Chorus

When the sirens call/We’ll fight from the dusk until dawn/And until the giants fall/And until the goliaths crawl/And the Crowd goes wild/And the crowd goes wild/And the crowd goes wild/And the crowd goes wild

Verse I

Everyday that we wake another struggle to face/I pray the Lord give me grace as I juggle the weight/Yo these streets are crazy gotta struggle to stay/And survive and stay alive though whatever what may/Rocks and stones and obstacles clutter the way/Keep it moving homeboy don’t stutter the pace/Is what the voice in my head says everyday/On this road that I roam keep steady the race/Running for my life dawg ain’t a second to waste/Gotta move give me room/Can’t clutter my space/Tyring to get my soul right before they’re shutting the gates/God forbid anybody getting stuck in this place/So let the rapture capture and the good Lord snatch us/Far from the evils of the world that trap us/And every single giant that be holding us back from/Freedom we’ve been needing yo it’s time for action

Chorus (Rep 2x)

Verse II

Giants on your back like all of the time/Trying to hold you down never wanna see you fly/Cope somehow yo everybody gotta try/Doing anything you gotta do to get by/Some get low while some get high/Trying to get away some place in the sky/No where to go only place to hide/Under the shadow of the most high I reside (hey)/New set of wings now I can soar/Higher than any jet, plane or bird before/Now I got a new roar never heard before/So bad I could even out scream a dinosaur/I can see the mountain top now climb some more/All the way up from the gutter it’s a climb for sure/Yo we coming up together yo the grind is forward/Creeping on a sleeping giant/Hit ’em while they snore

Chorus (Rep 2x)

Bridge

Verse III

Now we all got a monster that’s hard to shake/On your back nonstop and he’s always awake/Feeling locked in a box with nowhere to escape/Straight caught like a fox all up in a cage/And every move you make to try to break away/It’s pulling you back just like a magnetic ray/To the same old bait in the same old place/Same old drama the same old weight/More than meets the eyes another war’s going on/While keep calm as a broken bomb/No clearer tomorrow for the smoke and smog/Clogging your vision like a cloak of fog/And so we hope to God for better days in Zion/But here right now yo we face the giants/Through Christ we can look ’em in the eye defiant/And send them to the ground with a fist of iron

Chorus

Outro

*Crowd Chant* We want freedom/We want freedom


Blast Music

Written and Produced by Juma Music

© 2005 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Chorus

Blast through your stereo/Blast through your speakers/Blast through your radio/Blast through your TV/Blast like a rocket off a launch pad/Blast like a semiautomatic now they want that blast music

Verse I

I’ve got no crew or no homies/I’ve got no body to hold me/But only God to console me/Don’t roll with fakes or no phonies cause they’re just full of bologna/I never did what they told me/Never let no critic control men/They wanna shape me and mold me/into a punk they can bully/I stand against them all boldly/They’ll never crumble or fold me/They’ll never scare me or hold me from representing what’s holy/They wanna stop me and slow me/And try to copy and clone me/They’re ignorant and not knowing/There’s only one and one only/So keep your crews and your cronies/For dolo all by my lonely still standing tall like a trophy/Rock a jam so dopely/Keep souls coming like dope fiends/You still don’t know me dog, (shhhh) listen closely to the

Chorus

Verse II

Now for Jesus we be emphatic/They label us problematic no batteries added, automatic ready for static/I dun had it with all these maggots/Watch panic and frantic/Running like rabbits from the havoc/It’s about to get tragic they’re fixin’ to/Need more than napkins to clean up and patch up/What’s about to happen/They’re jibber-jabbering blabbering/Taking a stab at and jabbing/Jiving and jazzing like driving a javelin through the heart of a stallion/They’re happy when you ain’t happening laughing and clapping with happiness/Reckless hecklers and hagglers/Undercover like Cloke and Dagger to choke and gag ya/That would hope to have ya shipped off somewhere far off like Marvin Hagler/So let the chitter chatter add up and add up/Cause it don’t matter cause ever since Adam/Satan’s been at him to try to grip him and grab him/But through God the war is our s yo and so is the battle/So let the snakes tale waggle and rattle cause we’re gonna smash em’ to atoms/Straight getting at them with that

Chorus

Bridge

Black people blast/White people blast/Yellow people blast/Red people blast/Green people blast/Y’all peoples blast/My peoples blast/Everybody blast

Verse III

Stop look and listen a minute/There’s something new in the kitchen/Brewing go get you a fixing/My feet like glue and I’m sticking to my position no flinching/Call it whatever you wish it/Won’t perp it/I’m as far from perfect as the sun from the earth is/But please believe me he’s working/Brother’s achieving they’re purpose/Ghetto to glory for certain/Following Christ is the mission beyond my sight and my vision/Just like a tech with the clip in/I’m like a weapon when spitting these scriptures clearer than pictures/Respect it or hate spectators debate it/fans await it/Watch the power change hands like hot potatoes/Egypt to Canaan they feel what I’m saying/Like storming beaches in Normandy/We gunning for glory B/Bringing that

Chorus

Outro

Psalm 40:1-3


 

The Saints

Written and Produced by Juma Music; additional vocals by Uncle Shawn

© 2005 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Intro


Uh-huh another..(rep3x)/another Inniss Entertainment

Verse I

I can see it/clear as a picture man/inside this poor guy lies a richer man/working hard 9 to 5 for mr. man is cool/for now but I gotta bigger plan/to rock this world alive before I kick the can/I know the Lord’s got me here to make a difference man/they want you to switch ya style and (switch) switch ya dance/they couldn’t walk in your shoes nor fit your pants/God sparked this fire and lit the lamp/these cats ain’t strong enough to squish an ant/so how could you desire to whip the champ/tell me is this a plot from vince mcmahon/you gotta better chance trying to swim to Japan/I got two strong arms I can lend a hand/but spend my styles for satan yo I just can’t/I may not please the people or win your cheers but I’ll be there when the saints go marching in

Chorus

Oh when the saints/go marching in/oh when the saints go marching in/Lord how I want to be in that number/oh when the saints go marching in

Verse II

Now if my only aim was to be rich and famous/I’d be lost and aimless/feather weight and weightless/this is heavenly destiny met for me/can never let em’ get the best of me/give Him my all until there’s nothing left of me/as long as God will keep giving me breath to breathe/rock till the death of me/definitely/to snatch souls from black holes/yep that’s the goal/platinum gold/whatever yo that’s the old/it’s six billion people on the whole planet/at least one billion of em’ gotta get the record/through God we’ll get the impossible done with no effort/son there’s no weapon/formed against us that can prosper/Gospel rockers get ya grand mama out of her rocker/and the floor/getting for the Lord/the people hear it they all want more

Chorus (rep2x)

Outro

Uh-huh so get your soul prepared/for Christ/uh-huh so get your soul prepared/His return is near/uh-huh so get your soul prepared/I wanna see you when the saints go marching in


 

How Many Gangstas

Written and Produced by Juma Music

© 2005 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Chorus

How many gangstas and how many thugs/How many tough guys that’s really just punks/How many killers and how many guns/So everybody and their mama’s is gangsta

Verse I

I ain’t no Killer and never did I claim to be/Touch mine and that can change instantaneously/I ain’t no shooter but I know how to aim and squeeze/Does make me a thug or a gangsta please/These MC’s faking jacks/Painting pictures that don’t depict the facts/Living their thug wet dreams through fictitious raps/Consider this and offense a vicious attack on wickedness/Don’t forget that it’s just an act/In real life homie you know you ain’t that type/You’re the one to get smacked and robbed with your own gun/I ain’t aiming this particularly at no one/If you feel I dissed you than this shoe fits you/Put it on and walk through the identity issues/It’s true the problem ain’t with me dog it’s with you/From birth to hearse blood shed only gets worse and worse cause it’s

Pre Chorus

1 million and 1 gangstas and thugs/2 million and 2 victims with loot/3 million and 3 witnesses to see/4 million and 4 cops to lock em’ all

Chorus

Verse II

I ain’t no thug and never did I wanna be/But there’s a whole nother side that you don’t wanna see/Now everybody’s got their lines that you can cross for beef/So if I don’t cross you then don’t cross me/Cause if you do then it’s all out world war 3/Does that mean if I jumped off of a bridge right now that you’ll be landing next to me when I hit the ground/So shoot a million people and move a million kilos/Hey be another Nino (Brown) and get shot and fall over the stair rail and land face first in hell/Oh well another day another story to tell/Life is ill/But we just sit back and chill counting

Pre Chorus

Chorus (Rep 2x)

Verse III

I never puffed myself up as something I ain’t because I’m just a sinner that was saved by grace/Whether a thug or killer yo it don’t mean a thing/We all go back to the dust from where we came/a lot of rappers are starting to believe in their rhymes/Which really means they’re starting to believer their own jive/It’s a blurred line between truth and absurd lies/Music is wings to make these words fly bird high/And land on young sponge impressionable minds/So who’s the illest and who’s the realist and who’s the villan/Who is the ham who is the turkey and who’s the filling/That’s all it is you put on a scale and weigh it really/Nobody cares especially God so yo it’s silly/Whether you feel me or whether you don’t/Whether you will or whether you won’t/It’s like showering with demons and you pick up the soap/Forsake the Lord forsake your hope/Still it’s

Pre Chorus

Chorus (Rep 2x)

Outro

 

Brand New

Written and Produced by Juma Music

© 2005 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Verse I

Brothers ain’t seen me in a while I’ve been off the block/so they notice something different bout’ my walk and such/I’m more quiet these days I don’t talk that much/gotta glow on my face so they wanna know what/did he hit the number is he on a new drug/oh Juma finally found a chick/he dun’ fallen in love/kind of close but nah dawg none of the such/well was he locked up and if so has he been touched/never that I’m a man they gonna see they own blood/before I switch my pitch to chick/my script flipped/new game new cards new chips/I’m dealing with God on whole nother tip/they can tell off rip/a changed man/same number changed plan/new work same hands/new track new verse same jam/i lost too much so these days i ain’t playing/ ain’t worried bout’ a word that they saying I’m brand new

Chorus

Brand new/fresh cut fresh gear I’m cool/brand new/finally feeling like I’m supposed to/brand new/ain’t worried ’bout the things they do/brand new/so when the asking what’s wrong with you/tell em’ your brand new brand new/fresh cut fresh gear I’m cool/brand new/finally feeling like I’m supposed to/brand new/don’t tell me what the Lord can’t do/brand new/so when the asking what’s wrong with you/tell em’ your brand new

Verse II

They can’t fade me/fresh as a new born baby/happy as a slave getting freed from slavery/from stressful with less hope to blessed so much I feel like I wanna explode/dress code stays in fresh mode/my steps glow like the billie jean video/righteousness my armor/and faith is the shield to deflect all drama/and if you think I’m lying you can ask my mama/and then she’ll tell ya/it’s do or die now success or failure/old folks told me trust in God He won’t fail ya/sick He’ll heal ya/if your broke too I pray the Lord repairs you brand new

Chorus

Verse III

When I was down wasn’t nobody helping me/got some confidence now and some self-esteem/cause I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me/what the enemy hates to see/money don’t make the man like the leaves don’t make the tree/God made so man ain’t making me/do nothing I ain’t got to do/and for once in my life I can win I ain’t got to loose/Christ did it/I’m blessed ain’t afraid to admit it/the game may not have changed but the player is different/got the plan and the gift to get it/the man’s driven/from bottom to top the man’s risen/this is hand written/now I know who I am where I’m going where I’m from/what I do what I did yo it’s done/and I ain’t gotta answer to no one but G-O-D/out the game like mohammed ali/brand new

Chorus

Outro

 

Waiting For Hollywood

Written and Produced by Juma Music; Additional vocals by Kira Huseby

© 2005 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Intro

Act I

Meet Kesha Brown so young and so pretty from a small town outside Kansas City/Now these cases like hers is all always a pity/When the greatest lights burn in wrong destiny/Straight A student graduating high school this year with honorary’s/Plus she got a steady plan mapped already/Super celebrity face body and full/She wants to be a singer actress model/Now Kesha ain’t your average club hopping rabbit chick/She’s ambitious straight on a mission/Focused she sees what she wants and she knows it and straight going for it/Been saving up ever since 9th grade/Minimum wages jobs kids get in them ages/Today’s the big day she crosses the stage/Got a one way trip ticket to LA with nothing but big dream and no place to stay/Her mother don’t want her to go/Her father said no but she’s 18 grown ’bout to be on her own/Moms is pissed/”Kesha got excepted into ivy league colleges what could she possibly want with this/Hollywood is just a land of empty promises/But kesh she ain’t hearing a sound/All she sees is tinsel town calm ease and palm trees

Chorus

I’ve been waiting (waiting)/Anticipating (anticipating)/I wanna see my name in lights (all of this time)/Live the red carpet life (all my life)/All that glitters will turn to gold/just behind the velvet rope (oh yeah)/I’m waiting for (waiting for)/Hollywood

Act II

Stepping fresh out of LAX/She finds a cheap hotel she can dwell until she gets her big break/At least that’s what she thinks/Walking through the airport she seen this big famous producer cat and ran up on him from the back/Like “oh it’s such an honor to meet you/Hi my name’s Kesha/I can sing dance and act/Whatever you’re looking for I’m that/I got all records even seen your movies and even bought your book/I just got here please could you hook me up”/”Hello I am on the phone”/Was his only reaction/”Ha ha ha ha ha”/Got his peoples laughing body guards like/”Listen you need to stand back Ms.”/She walks away saddened with the saddest sadness/At the same time mad with the maddest madness/

Act III

Now time goes by and she’s running out of dough/Getting kicked out the Mo'(tel) with no place to go/Plus to flow and fit in with the status/She’s now established an expensive blow sniffing habit Casting call after casting call turning nothing at all/Now she’s getting depressed/Reality of the stress of competing with girls just as beautiful talented and smart as her/Who work harder if not just as hard as her/She confided in this chick she met while working as an extra on this rap video set/Homegirl said “I know a couple cool directors that’ll pay you good just to take a few nude pictures”/She thought about a minute and said “nah forget it”/But homegirl gave her the digits anyway/Just in case things don’t change and she wants to consider it/Well this is it/Push has now come to shove/She’s hit the wall and all of that and above/Next thing you know she’s posing with no clothes/Butt naked and nude in front of some french dude talking ’bout/”As beautiful as you are you ought to be a famous movie star/When we are done I shall give you phone numbers of some friends you can call”

Act IV

Okay now one call leads to another which leads to another which leads to a role/And another role and another role/So on and so/Now she’s on a roll/Bought a home and a car phone calls to moms like/”I was just in a movie with Snoop Doggy Dogg”/Finally fulfilling her dreams there’s only one problem/You’ll never see her name chiseled in the walk of fame (Uh-uh)/Or nor star (why)/Cause they don’t give them out to porno stars

Outro

See a foolish man will chase the dream. A smart man may chase the dream, but a wise man chases the dream giver. Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not to your understanding. Acknowledge him in all your ways and he will direct your paths… I promise.

Chorus

 

Praise God

Written and Produced by Juma Music

© 2005 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Verse I

Now sometimes you just wanna grow wings and fly far away from everyday life’s scandalous ways/I grab a pen a blank page and just vent my rage/My emotion’s coasting/Kinda sorta like a storm driven ocean’s motion/This pain you couldn’t numb or dope it/With an overdosage of the world’s most potent potion/Looking towards heaven for hope/Cause earth’s hopeless/And so I stay cool and focused even through the most severest times/Cause as the years go by/My tears will dry/My fears subside/You hear my cries/You’ve given this blind man vision through clearest eyes/That’s why it’s clear when I

Chorus

*Sample* Praise God/Oh when they/Praise God/And they…

Verse II

Sometimes you’re restless when times get hectic/Sometimes the stress gets too much for two shoulders alone to hold/And You was there to relieve my load/Lift me up when I’m down and received my soul/Thankful for everyday I see/Lord knows it could’ve been me with the HIV/Or that young corpse in the morgue RIP/No matter how far I be/And through the thick and the thin/God protected me/Even in committing my sins/Forgiven and preserved/Not given the death I deserve/I breathe life in and out by the breath of your word/So many of us are blessed when we should’ve been cursed/And even made it through the fire when we should’ve been burnt/Merciful on this world every minute it turns/Until the day you return/On on my knees for the better for worse/So let the world know and let it be heard when we

Chorus

Bridge

This goes/To anyone/Who’s grateful/For all He’s done

Verse III

Ye though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death/Angels on my right hand and left/Lord guide my steps and let me never forget/We’re only here one day then gone the next/Whether heart attack stroke gunshot/What else/Yo we living in the jungle is hard to tell/Through His grace everyday I escape it (for real)/Cause I don’t even know how I make it (for real)/I barley made enough just to pay rent (for real)/Could have been me living on the pavement (for real)/This ain’t song dawg this life for real/More than a mode or a feel/Let all heaven and earth kneel and

Chorus

Outro

 

Hero Feat. Captain Blah

Written by Juma Music and Captain Blah; Produced by Juma Music

© 2005 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Intro

In times like this we all need a hero…

Verse I

Long ago there lived a pretty young virgin who went to church and was a morally upstanding person/Till she went away to college and went into the serpent who knew how to work it/He cracked her code emptied the safe/Took the goods and the gold he could take/Left her broke with AIDS and so numbering her days now/Page after page the story book reads of stories like these/Casualties of a simple 3 letter disease/It’s crazy teens who barely know their ABC’s/Catching and spreading madd H-I-V’s and A-I-D’s like it’s a g-a-m-e/Spreading this epidemic/Trips to the clinic and then it’s/God forbid but what if the test comes back positive and your only hope for living’s some penicillin/Medicine in a bottle that only really causes more problems for tomorrow yo

Chorus

We all need a hero/We all need a hero/In times like this yo we all need a hero/We all need a hero/Cause in times like this yo/We all need a hero

Verse II

A single mother of 3/one 15 one 9 and the other 3/Most their lives been anything but struggle free/Ever since a teen she’s been on her own/Trying to maintain a whole household/Never really ever had much time to learn and know certain health facts and statistics/High risk living for Black women/Breast cancer deaths ‘dun sent the ceilings crashing in/On millions of motherless children/She works two jobs and hardly sleeps all in the name of trying to keep her kids off the streets (why)/Cause pops is weak gone and obsolete/But lately she’s been feeling kinda sick and faintly/Went in for a regular check up but guess what/Mammograms detect a cancerous breast lump/It’s spreading through her body quickly/They’re saying it’s 50/50 chances of living but she can’t die/Got to be there for her children/Cause ain’t nobody else to take care of her children/And so the whole community unites/And prays for a miracle so critical/In times like this man we all need a hero

Chorus

Verse III

(Captain Blah) I ran into my brother Mike/Who I ain’t seen in a couple/And by his looks/He’s caught up in the struggle/Bags under his eyes like he ain’t sleep in weeks/Busted clothes and ran down shoes up on his toes/Nah that ain’t him/I’m like “Mike you used to stay geared”/As my eyes teared and my temper got flared/He said “yo bro I’m aight, don’t be mad I’m a get clean/Promise me you won’t tell dad”/Said he was pimping though but he ain’t got the stomach for that/That’s his baby’s mama out there running the track/She on her knees selling her body to by “deise” (heroine)/She wanna quit but she can’t stand seeing him dope sick/Man it hurts to see your fam in a jam/So I pray God please keep Mike in your hands because/Time’s like these we all need a hero/Deadly disease will bring you to your knees/When you realize you don’t have a leg to stand/And the doctor’s said he’s done all he can/We all need a hero

Chorus

Outro

 

Pray 4 U Feat. John Legend

Written by Juma Music; additional vocals by John Legend

© 2005 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Chorus

Only God knows what we’re going through/So remember to pray for me as I pray for you (Rep 2X)

Verse I

Dark times gotta brother fiending for some sunshine/They wonder why I grip the mic so tight when I rhyme/Cause I’m clinching on to my very last piece of mind/My position I hold/Tight grip on my soul and steady stick to the code/While my world around me is spinning out of control/See how they’re searching for sanity in satanic vanity only to find calamity/Lord have mercy on their families/We sit and do nothing in a today full of sorrows then we pray for a tearless tomorrow/Living in the mouth of madness trying not to get swallowed/While these modern day pharisees be focused in on the next man’s flaws/With mirrors full of fog that’s keeping you from seeing yours/No man only grace above law/We all sin and we all fall/God forgive us and cleanse us from the the wrong that’s in us cause

Chorus

Verse II

Stand tall/Even if the whole world falls/I’m gonna finish mine even if I’ve got to crawl across the finish line/Living in the illest of times with corporate execs selling sex to 6 year olds/Whatever happened to the worth of a human soul/On my knees at night clinching tight to the toilet bowl/Throwing up all these advertised over glamorized lies that they force feed me through my eyes/Audio visual/Radio video/All we know get the dough/To my sisters and my bro’s get your dough/But yo please be careful/Cause these days with ease you can loose your soul on a paper chase road and not even know/Best believe for sure that I’m a get my dough but stick with the code/Cause God first is the principle/Cause you can be rich and still be cursed and miserable

Chorus

Verse III

Sis I heard you disobeyed it/Fornicated got impregnated and that chump skated/Like Nancy Kerrigan and left an arrow in your heart plus a bug deep in your thoughts/Stuck you solo with the buck raising his child up but yo/No matter what they may say or do/Always remember Jesus loves you/So don’t ever let no man raise hands to touch you/To God you’re a jewel worth dying for/Been crying so long forgot what you’re crying for/Baby girl’s spirit so cold and dry as a corpse/Holy tear drops from heaven from the eyes of the Lord/For a whole generation of stone faces/From the hood to where it’s good/Anticipating a salvation/A new day’s awaiting now I can see the clouds breaking/And God’s love shining down on every situation/No matter what you’re facing through faith and love we gon’ make it

Chorus



 

Heartache

Written and Produced by Juma Music

© 2005 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Chorus

*Sample Voice* Heartache/and everybody’s got their own/heartache/cause I know I got mine/heartache/and I know you got yours like the whole worlds living for…

Verse I

Trying to get in with no place to fit in/like a puzzle piece missing a puzzle/getting shifted and shuffled closed door to closed door/no ladders high ceilings and low floors/it’s like it’s a curse/like it’s reversed/like the harder i work it gets worse/I’m blessed but it hurts to try and try/a piece of me dies inside every time/it’s like the only way out for young black’s to spit a rap/act ball whatever but forget the crack/cause fast money makes crash dummies and i ain’t the one/but I know when the smoke clears and the fire is done/I’ll be great or either collapse and break from the weight of the (heartache)

Chorus

Verse II

To love and loose/to have given all you got having nothing to/show for it but the blues to sing with no chorus/like playing a game with no scoring/it’s useless/like hanging in relationships that’s abusive/steady trying to build a house with no tool kit/no map no blueprint/and when it’s all done you the one looking stupid/cupid can turn a genius into a doofus/tall men reduced to small men/strong crack like almonds/independent women loose to ding-dongs/playing emotional ping-pong/the same old sing-song/trying to cling on to a love that been gone/it’s just a big long ball of yarn that keeps rolling/a swollen mole that keeps growing/from the size of grape till grows and flows into a full blown (heartache)

Chorus

Heartache/and everybody’s got their own/heartache/cause I know I got mine/heartache/and I know you got yours like the whole worlds living for.. Heartache/and everybody’s got their own/heartache/cause I know I got mine/heartache/and I know you got yours is the whole worlds living for..

Bridge

I know I got my heartache/I know you got your heartache/please understand my heartache/before you go and judge my/heartache

Verse III

Even troubles my dreams so I night my pillow muzzles my screams/sometimes I think I’m better off just digging a long tunnel with no shovel/I thought I heard opportunity knock/ran to the door thinking this is it/this is my visit/but it was just another jehovah witness/this disappointments hit in the heart/just when you think that is that’s when it’s not/I’m hot, cold, warming up, nope ya freezing/but just when you think I’m chump/that’s when peeking like dee brown going up for my dunk/I was lounged in a slump/heartache beating me down as if I’m some kind of punk/he who the son sets free is free indeed/so I man up/stand up/now what am I seeking/the kingdom of God first believing in faith/however long it’ll take/I’m getting strong as a ape/bout to break the cage and escape from this…

Chorus

 

Fall

Fall Written and Produced by Juma Music

© 2005 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Intro

Chorus

Fall/Cause it can happen to you/Just like jumping out of a plane with no parachute/Yes you can fall/Just like a rock in the water/Cause when pride kicks in that’s just when they get caught up in a…

Verse I

They say if steel can bend then invincible men can break/And fall harder than a building in a 9.5 earthquake/There ain’t no foxhole deep enough to hide away when you get caught up into thinking you’re so high and great/Don’t ever wanna be beyond seeing my mistakes/And so I must stay/on the humble-dumble/Keep my vision tunnel my greatest struggle on top of 100 million other troubles/So where in the world would I get off getting blown as a bubble and looking down on my brother/You’ll never know when you’ll be in need of another/Hand from another woman or man to pull from the quick sand or get you out of a jam/No big I’s little you’s me’s W, X, Y’s or Z’s/And definitely only one G-O-D/So all the drama they scream don’t mean a bag of beans/It’ll be the saddest scene/So when they…

Chorus (Rep 2x)

Verse II

Put a fool on a pedestal/Gas up his ego too/He’d of been better if you splashed him with diesel fuel/And lit a match to him/Let him straight B-B-Q/Greater disasters would be his doom/God rejects the proud soul and exalts the humble/So why these little guys feeling tall as Motumbo/But similar to Jericho’s walls they tumble/Cause in a real storm sand castles crumble/And even the illest lions get ate in the jungle/The bigger your head swole the easier the target the more the gun smoke/Some Don’t really take it that lightly were I’m from/Word to Spike Lee/You better do the right thing and keep your lips shut tightly/And step with light feet/Slight things and play gigantic man/If Titanic can well what makes you think you can’t…

Chorus

Bridge

Fall/Woah (Rep 4x)

Verse III

They wanna be large/The wanna be boss/They wanna be stars/They want the applause/They wanna be hard/They wanna be in charge/Wanna be God/They want all of the praise and none of the cross/Quacks crocks and frauds/Lost leaders leading the lost/Blindfolded with shades on trying to see in the dark/In a sea full of sharks/We the people of God do not be deceived or conned by the schemes of Shatan/Behind the front we can see who they are/They walking undefiant/Like they’re some kind of giants/They’ll fall yes I ain’t lying/Like David and Goliath/Put a midget on stilts now he thinks that he’s king of the hill/They left the father so they’re fatherless/Unfaithful ungreatful blasphemous…/Lames getting the nerve dissin’ the church/When the church is all we had when we was in whips and chains and calling white men master/That’s a definite formula for disaster/Don’t believe me/Ask your minister or pastor/We’re peddling much faster to the great day when the wicked have to pay/And the righteous rejoice with laughter after they…

Chorus

Fall/Cause it can happen to you/Just like jumping out of a plane with no parachute/Yes you can fall/Just like a rock in the water/Cause when pride kicks in that’s just when they get caught up in a fall Who do you think you are/Somone so big so strong that you can’t fall…

Outro

 

Daddy's Eyes

Written and Produced by Juma Music

© 2005 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Chorus

Don’t you know you’ve got your daddy’s eyes/Daddy was an alcoholic/But your mother kept it all inside/Threw it all away

Verse I

I sit alone in my room looking at these four walls/Trying to figure out how I even got home last night/I came in smashed/Looked in the mirror and punched the glass/And passed out on the couch/I know I threw up, I got the after taste in my mouth and plus I pissed myself/They say I drink too much and it’s bad for my health/I tried to go to AA but they couldn’t help/Lord knows It’s gonna take more than talking/Over cigarettes and coffee to stop me/Cause I got a monkey on my back that I can’t get off me/My fam they taunt me and call me a shame/If they could only touch my heart and feel my pain/It’s a constant rain and that’s forever my weather/ I wish I had a magic lever to pull and make it better/But for now bartender give me a shot of whatever

Chorus

Verse II

I sit alone in my room looking at these four walls/Thinking bout’ my life how bad I fell off/My man Rizz bought a brand new truck on 22’s/I just bought a 40oz and some Hennessy too/I get vexed watching everybody else success/Then look at me and see a pissy drunken mess/Rock bottom like a sunken ship/But by the end of the night everything is bout’ to be all right/That’s till the morning comes/I gotta face the sun/Shine on my pain/Shine on my shame/And shine on the face that I drink to escape/I wanna do right but the wrong is so strong/It knows my pull number and just when to call/I ain’t a bad person/Deep inside I’m just burning/Behind these closed curtains/Yeah I cry cause I’m hurting/They wonder why I’m swerving/Cause sobriety ain’t working

Chorus

Bridge

I was looking for another you/And I found another war/I was looking for another you/When I looked round’ you were gone

Verse III

I sit alone in my room looking at these four walls/I’m tired of looking at these four walls/I got to the bar it’s so dark/No wind blows/No light no windows/So nobody knows where the sin blows/We all froze/A bunch of people like me that lost the fight with all hopes and dreams/Tired of being a lush/Add up my life in a toilet flush/I got problems I ain’t even ready to touch/Half a man/With half a plan/With a half a chance to take a half a chance/And all my friends that claim to be down they’re all ghost/Gone no where to be found/Someone to stand by my side/Is all I ever wanted in life/I need healing/Lord please give me a touch/I know you hear me/I can no longer run from this feeling/The thought of a drink alone is so appealing/In front of this porcelain throne I’m tired of kneeling/Save my soul now send down your spirit/Cause this voice when I look in my mirror says…

Chorus

Outro (Prayer)

Please God… please take it away… Lord Jesus please forgive me for my sins Please save from myself… Help me to love myself again… In your name I pray… Amen

 

Mother's Day

Written and Produced by Juma Music and Kira Huesby; additional vocals by Kira Huseby

© 2005 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Chorus

Always there for me/All the days of my life/Through all the struggle and the strife…

Verse I

I wasn’t born with no silver spoon stuck in my mouth/I wasn’t raised in no big huge mansion or house/I was born in them projects/Poor ghetto prospect/Section 8 came through two room apartment/Hard times was often growing up in Boston/Mom’s working hard and boosting and robbing/Anything to make sure we never went starving/Living day-to-day just trusting in God and/Repo man repossessed the car man/We commenced to keep moving walking/Pleading the gas company and the phone company not to shut us off and/”I swear the 15th I’ll pay I promise”/Got no heat so open up the oven/Held it together through whatever though we was struggling/Storms she weathered God delivered/Praise the Lord mom’s did it for real

Chorus

Always there for me/All the days of my life/Through all the struggle and strife/You raised me up right/Given me so many gifts/That money can’t buy/Like strength hope and tenderness/You always made the sacrifice/I love you mama

Verse II

I remember so clear 85 was the year/Pops jetted on moms for light-skin and long hair (things are gonna get better)/Left her with 3 kids and the cross to bear/While she barely made enough just for food and bills/He’s riding around in brand new coupe devilles/My mother probably could of would of should of gone bananas/But thank God for nana/My grandmother held the banner/Cause she was like the arm and hammer holding the fam up (we gon’ make it alright)/I remember moms used to stash the Globe Santa boxes in the closet till Christmas day/We would cut scratch tear dig and rip away/We wasn’t rich but the love was more than any gift (for real)

Chorus

Bridge

Verse III

Even in the hard times we always had good times/And always had the best that poor money could buy (things are gonna get better)/If I could explain the anger and pain inside I’d hide/Quiet tears my mother cried when she couldn’t provide/I remember I was 9 my very first grind/Got a hustle baby sitting for some baby mama’s/Whatever to help out/A couple of dollars/3 kids and jobless/Yeah mama on welfare but she wanna get off it/Times like this will teach you who God is/No matter how hard it ever got regardless/We stayed on our knees to our heavenly father (we gon’ make it alright)/He brought us through the fire/We walked over water/Like Christ gave mama super strength to stand/Never ignored us and never put a man before us/Cared for us/Always there for us/So all mothers we salute with this chorus/Sing it

Chorus

Outro


 


Take Hold Feat. Shawn McDonald

Take Hold: A hip-hop adaptation of Shawn McDonald’s, “Take Hold”

Additional lyrics and production by Juma

© 2012 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Verse I

It’s like having no coat and no sweater, caught in the coldest weather/Trying to just hold together but drama’s just never let up/Not even knowing whether if tomorrow’s going better than this/You just clinch your fist and keep moving/Looking for sunny days/Stuck in a fuzzy haze/Day dreaming of ocean waves and beaches to keep me sane/We scrape for low pay/Sunshine to snow days just to make sure the family’s ok/While the rich is getting richer and the poor get no say/Economy melt down the fire is felt ’round/Grandmama’s fixing to loose the family house now and ’bout to foreclose/Take hold

Chorus

Verse II

When the mountain’s so steep and the valley’s so deep/Hard to focus when the picture’s bleak/No more American dreams we hardly don’t sleep/So anxious for the morning light to break forth through the tortured nights/Cause when your course in life is either starve or survive only choice is fight/Recession effects got most folk stressing to death/While greedy Wall Street execs got to rest on our money in bail out checks/Your blood my sweat/Our tears our kids/We ain’t bailed out yet/No life line no vest/Those with less get left like the Titanic in the Atlantic/But don’t panic even though the water’s cold and we’re almost froze/Lord knows the lonely loads that can burden the soul/This is for you/And for me/And every other one of us in the struggle seeing no light in the tunnel/Take hold

Chorus

Verse III

Through pains we roll straight like trains with no breaks/Maintain a stone face no matter how sour the grapes/In your moment or your hour to face/Do we bow to the fear and do we cower and shake/Or persevere and prevail through the power of faith/Knowing the Lord is with us/And that He never forgets us/And that His love is endless/And that His plan is perfect/Even in times uncertain/Behind the pain’s a purpose/So when your sun ain’t shining look beyond the horizon the Son’s still shining/No matter how violent the climate/When it’s all declining in zion, you find the strength to keep climbing climbing/Take Hold

Chorus

Outro

Take hold/Don’t give up/You gotta make the best of what you’ve got/Give it all your best shot (Rep 2x)

 

Git On Board

Written and Produced by Juma Music; additional vocals by Belinda

© 2010 Inniss Entertainment Group LLC

Verse I

Got my mind on my grind trying to get on board/elevate the game to make the ceiling my floor/I swerved a little something but I’m still on course/Like a GPS screaming thank you Lord (Hey)/Rush with the force of a maniac horse to turn these brick walls in my life into doors/We trying to fast forward and they all wanna pause/Levitate your faith and let your soul just soar/And let’s get irrational/International/Rip the capital up and crash the show/(yes) We flash and glow/(yes) We mash the globe/Nothing magical it’s just that classic flow

Chorus *Sample*

Get on board a lil’ children/Get on board a lil’ children/Get on board a lil’ children there’s room for many-a-more/Get on

Post Chorus

Been waiting for so long/I know my train is coming/Farewell good-bye I’m gone/I’ve gotta get on board

Verse II

Got my locomotion on cruise control/Get on board it’s a whole new movement yo/They wanna stop the beat but we don’t loose the flow/Keep it moving like an IMax movie show/Cause we’re here and every where they refuse to go/Take it higher where the view is so beautiful and unusual/Yeah this ride is much more/Levitate your faith and let your soul just soar/And let’s get fanatical sick and radical/Forget the status quo this is how it goes/This is not a test this is super fresh/One-by-one now we all on deck (hey)

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Verse III

Everybody on board get em’ ready to go/Leave your bags at home all you need is your soul/Got the train on track and it’s ready to roll/And we ain’t worried about a thing cause they already know/We walk this third rock like some astronauts/This earth is not home yo we’re blasting off/To where forever never stops we outlast the clock/Move with it or get caught in the after shock yo/Cause this spiritual this is miracle/Light to heal your soul Christ the healer though/This is not a test this is super fresh/Get on board or get (get) left

Pre Chorus

The fare is cheap and all can go/The rich and poor are there/No second class upon this train/No difference in the fare

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Outro

One-by-one now we all deck/Get on board and just watch your step Rep 2x