Rusangano Family Let The Dead Bury The Dead
[Verse 1] - God Knows
The Lord is my portion says my soul therefore I have hope in him
I gave you all my soul and there's still more in him
Deaded all my past relationships and they're still mourning him
Deleted them off my networks but they're still stalking him
I won't be held responsible for what's still happening
I still love you though from afar
I just hope you know, release the grudge, release the hurt
Release the album, three points plan
Then break the net, in from far, 3 points man
What a shame you slut shame, not for yourself but for a name
No shade, no blame, nuff said, nuff said
Don't feel guilty, don't feel filthy, don't feel naked, don't feel sad
Oh my days Oh My lawd
Let the dead bury their dead
It's about to heat up
How many people gotta die in the hands of the police man I can't keep up
The only thing the news want to show me is the Kardashians man I can't keep up!
It's about to heat up! Label me awkward
Never went to UCD or Harvard
But I'm running through these walls
Like I'm trying to catch a train from Hogwarts
When it gets tough I gotta give it to the Father
I watched my brother bury his father, at the same time making an album
I ain't gone lie man I was inspired, no excuses I am going harder
If you're looking for that bare my soul music, look no further
[Pre-Chorus] - God Knows
Let the dead bury the dead
Let the dead bury their dead
Gimme me the shovel, gimme the dirt
Go on then dig, go then dig
Let the dead bury the dead
Let the dead bury their dead
Gimme me the shovel gimme the dirt
Go on then dig, go then dig
[Chorus] – God Knows
Go on then dig, go on then dig
Let it go 6-foot deep
Go on then dig, go on then dig
It's all over 6-foot deep
Go on then dig, go on then dig
Let it go 6-foot deep
Go on then dig, go on then dig
It's all over 6-foot deep
(Heave-ho, heave-ho
Heave-ho, heave-ho
Heave-ho, heave-ho
Heave-ho, heave-ho)
[Verse 2] - MuRli
Why fear the other side when only Heaven's waiting
At the very time I write these rhymes shall my heart resign please celebrate me
Yet to see those millions but I'm grateful to my God above for the great food
For my band mates and my fans too, but I'm still here so
I let the past be the past, and let Caesar have his cash
I put my dreams on blast, but the visions remain intact
Any day could be my last, now where's the glamour in that
I don't wanna have nothing to hide so I might as well spiel you my mind
I don't mean to get you aghast, but I'm bout to bury my cast
Manners confined to a casket, could they break the ground with a racket?
Residual sacrifice, hoping my pen will suffice
As modus operandi, to stimulate a revival
And this boring flow I hired, does more than pull hands high up
Put the lord of war in a cage, sit the Lord of peace on the throne
What's the point of Nobel prize when the physics break the peace with a drone?
Wanna get a better use out of my time, yet I got that Stockholm syndrome
For viral trends and news, celebrities in the nude
Don't judge me I'm beautiful, just keep adding on the views
While parents shaming their youths, others bashing holy books
Some of y'all wanna summon demons and those my lips couldn't mention
Just gotta make sure what you do to it beats what it do to you
Let your heart seek the truth make your three eyes useful
And leave the lies for the fools or at the base of a six-foot hole...
[Pre-Chorus]
Let the Dead bury their Dead
Let the Dead bury Their Dead
Gimme me the shovel Gimme the Dirt
Go on then dig go then dig
Let the Dead bury their Dead
Let the Dead bury Their Dead
Gimme me the shovel Gimme the Dirt
Go on then dig go then dig
[Chorus]
Go on then dig, go on then dig
Let it go 6-foot deep
Go on then dig, go on then dig
It's all over 6-foot deep
Go on then dig, go on then dig
Let it go 6-foot deep
Go on then dig, go on then dig
It's all over 6-foot deep
END
