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Mr. J. Medeiros - Keep Pace
(from the album Of Gods and Girls)
© copyright 2007

1st Verse
He'll try to break ya, put a gun to your back and try to take
couldn't run from the facts he gotta make ya
suffer cus your loving ain't an act for fame nah
never let him hold back your flame ya
better then that, the devil cant change ya
on the same level with the disciples and kings
your value is never measured by the price of your things
your life is worth much more then that
your body is built to weather any storm in fact
we are never meant for any harm relax
see the stars in heaven you were born for that
while the angles blowing horns cus your got back from the dead
in a middle of a war your trapped in your head
id rather chase the wonder of the Light instead
and keep the pace till the hunger of this child is fed
he'd like to blame ya
get a hold of your life and try to tame ya
the force behind the divorce of all natural
running its course as the source of all anger
got a habit of ignoring a stranger
no matter how you have it we are all in danger
some will laugh at ya
some are called to change ya
some will blast at ya
yo your drawing the same blood
walking these killing fields
absorbing the pain that our children feel
restoring the Name and the Will we yield
rejoined in the same cus we will be healed
and we will overcome this depression
and the power we've succumb to will shower these blessings
when in the hour of questioning
just remember the flowers and how God dresses them
forget what they told you
love is real expect it to hold you
the struggle you feel is helping to mold you
the hunger is real and its felt in the soul you
better never let him control you
together as soldiers forever well grow you
never know who will try to over throw you
lie and withhold you deny that they know you
who am i if i cant be the person that i was created to be
i write a verse and relate it to me
on the subject of worth i hesitated as i painted the same
heavy laden with the pain of a dream that's unsung
im to blame when refraining to reach for someone
we the same on this earth from the dirt we have come
no matter were we're from we're still looking at one sun
He'll try to break ya, put a gun to your back and try to take
couldn't run from the facts he gotta make ya
suffer cus your loving ain't an act for fame nah
never let him hold back your flame ya
better then that, the devil cant change ya
on the same level with the disciples and kings
your value is never measured by the price of your things
your life is worth much more then that
your body is built to weather any storm in fact
we are never meant for any harm relax
see the stars in heaven you were born for that
while the angles blowing horns cus your back from the dead
in a middle of a war your trapped in your head
id rather chase the wonder of the light instead
and keep the pace till the hunger of this child is fed