Luyện nghe bài hát Kneelin' at My Altar

Another morning, kneelin' at my
The day is faced with a of grace
On my case in this rat race
To the pace, I depend on ancestors and god

And by the way my real name is
That's how my dead ancestors me
is those that knew me as that
My name hasn't been revealed yet

My don't mind the bendin'
As long as the bending keeps me bending
Or compromising my views and
The inside world gets me prepared for the

I wake up on the wrong side of the bed
As long as my has been fine tuned and lubed and
Altars are cool for my urge to resume
To the universe tone or metronome

Kneelin' at my
at my altar, yes
Kneelin' at my
In the morning
I got to kneel at my

K N E E L I N at my
K N E E L I N at my
K N E E L I N at my
K N E E L I N at my

Simply put one is if they believe
That this system does not its
Populous us lies in a sack like a stork
And there's stops that drop Cali to N.Y.

Images are burnt into our brain cells to the
still fumes in a no smoking section of a room
Forces are at you from both sides
To be centered, I pray and libation

Oh from there it's diggity done
I've rinsed my senses and allied my armor
Instead of being grouchy I'm a charmer
Chilin' my friends to relatively no end

And oh my Lord, I'm exuberated
Cool vibes and disciplined enough to go
And you know it's gotta be like that
Feeling