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[00:00.000] 作曲 : $ILKMONEY/Fatimah Warner/Billy Woods/Stout[00:00.447][Intro][00:01.451]God will make a way[00:09.562]God will make a way[00:17.888]Oh, yes, he will[00:19.116][00:19.537][Verse 1: Noname][00:21.021]Uh, make believe, mustard seed[00:22.983]Move the mountain, assume the outcome is safety and permanent housing[00:26.494]I run with a falcon, a tree spotter taught me accountin'[00:29.738]I'm 'bout to get these white people caught up, in they bed of lies[00:32.345]Webster dictionary cries, colonize the native tongue[00:34.897]Missionary bible belt, motherland overrun[00:37.292]My gun heavy, I'm about to unload[00:39.744]This is a ode to Haiti, Mozambique, Martinique, Trinidad, Grenada[00:44.005]Wherever black people sleep, pray for them[00:46.378]Pray for me, pray for me, pray for me[00:47.559][00:47.903][Chorus: STOUT][00:48.527]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah[00:53.567]The storm will come, but best believe[00:55.783]The sun will shine[00:57.864]So if we put up a fight[00:59.841]Everything will be just fine[01:01.976][01:02.281][Verse 2: $ilkMoney][01:03.123]I'm not gon' lie[01:04.879]I'm not surprised to hear The Fugees is FBI[01:06.681]We were weaponized[01:07.543]Tell my niggas expect TECs and expect the best disguise[01:09.262]Can't eat the food due to special effects of the pesticides[01:12.316]Traded in our fears of a white god in exchange for eternal pride[01:14.716]This Kalashnikov kill crackers[01:16.538]Banana mags, send his ass back to the Caucasus mountains[01:19.280]Controlled burns got me forewarned about water fountains[01:22.185]For four Os, I'll get you forwards[01:23.800]Not you movin' backwards, see[01:25.241]This mean G-O-D givin' orders directly[01:27.246]Gainin' obsessive decadence, gettin' over depressions[01:30.018]Gifted open develop while givin' hope in these lessons[01:32.682]I tend to spoken aggressions[01:34.024]Don't need no scope, no compressor[01:35.312]My voice be my only weapon[01:36.659]Bidness for black women and children only, like rose water[01:38.550]Except I left no one behind and didn't need a cracker to do it[01:40.946]Creatin' a path of safe passage to through it[01:43.466]Baby, my black is the truest[01:44.470]You pray for me, I pray for you back to imbue it[01:46.690][01:47.062][Chorus: STOUT][01:47.374]The storm will come, well best believe[01:49.144]The sun will shine[01:51.326]So if we put up a fight[01:53.587]Everything will be just fine[01:56.006]We go through the ups and downs and in and outs[01:59.771]That's just life[02:01.595]But if we put up a fight[02:03.715]Everything will be just fine[02:06.773]We're gonna be just fine (Just fine)[02:09.328]Oh, fine (Oh, just fine)[02:12.663]Oh, oh (Just fine)[02:15.381]Oh, oh, oh (Oh, just fine)[02:17.750]I know we will be just fine[02:24.403]If we keep on pushin'[02:27.025]If we keep on pushin'[02:28.934]If we keep on workin'[02:29.372][02:29.599][Verse 3: billy woods][02:29.925]I remember stadiums so packed[02:30.761]The trees outside the gates heavy with black joy[02:33.163]Just to get a glimpse of the comrades[02:34.972]Our boys back from the bush[02:36.704]The crowd sway to the gospel of liberation[02:38.587]Poised for revolution[02:39.939]Little red book in my father's breast pocket, the ground shook[02:43.171]History movin' under foot, I was on his shoulders on tenterhooks[02:46.343]The leader spoke slow and focused, powerful pauses[02:48.744]Flanked by soldiers with dead eyes[02:50.516]The sun catch his wire rimmed glasses[02:53.903]Told him roll the boulder, lo and behold[02:54.657]Lazarus was alive[02:55.885]Squintin' in the light, stinking of death[02:57.854]Mouth dry, red dust, a ghoulish prize[03:00.016]They never say what happened after, no surprise[03:02.262]Coulda guessed what happened to us[03:03.957]But at the time, mesmerized by MiG-23s in the sky[03:06.944]Sonic boomin'[03:07.989]I'll never forget the rush of pride[03:10.010]Women ululatin', men drunk[03:12.205]Strong spirits, duelin' drums[03:14.000]The calloused thumbs of mbira players[03:16.041]The ride home at dusk[03:17.228][?] students and strangers[03:18.679]Feelin' like we won[03:19.916]Road blocks manned by mere boys[03:22.154]Wide smiles and long black guns