Luyện nghe bài hát Kneelin' at My Altar

Another morning, at my altar
The day is faced a bunch of grace
On my case in this rat race
To keep the pace, I on ancestors and god

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

My knees mind the bendin'
As as the bending keeps me from bending
Or my views and pride
The inside gets me prepared for the outside

I can't wake up on the wrong of the bed
As long as my has been fine tuned and lubed and
are cool for my inner urge to resume
To the SMPTE tone or metronome

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

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
this system does not deceive its
Populous dropping us in a sack like a stork
And there's stops that drop Cali to N.Y.

Images are into our brain cells to the extent
There's still fumes in a no smoking of a room
Forces are tugging at you from sides
To be centered, I and pour libation

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

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