gospel?

[Intro]

God will make a way

God will make a way

Oh, yes, He will

[Verse 1: Noname]

Uh, make-believe, mustard seed, move the mountain

Assume the outcome is safety and permanent housing

I roam with a falcon, a tree spotter taught me accounting

I'm 'bout to get these white people caught up in they bed of lies

Webster dictionary cries, colonize native tongue

Missionary, Bible Belt, motherland overrun

My gun heavy, I'm about to unload

This is an ode to Haiti

Mozambique, Martinique, Trinidad, Grenada

Whеrever Black peoplе sleep

Pray for them, pray for me, pray for me, pray for me

[Chorus: STOUT]

Oh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

The storm will come, but best believe the sun will shine

So if we put up a fight

Everything will be just fine

Ah

[Verse 2: $ilkMoney]

I'm not gon' lie

I'm not surprised to hear The Fugees is FBI

We who weaponized

Told my niggas expect TECs and expect the best disguise

Can't eat the food due to special effects of the pesticides

Traded in our fears of a white god in exchange for eternal pride

This Kalashnikov kill crackers

Banana mags, send his ass back to the Caucasus Mountains

Controlled burns got me forewarned about water fountains

For four O's, I'll get you forwards

Not you movin' backwards, see

This mean G-O-D givin' orders directly

Gainin' obsessive decadence, gettin' over depressions

Gifted open develop while givin' hope in these lessons

I tend to spoken aggressions

Don't need no scope, no compressor

My voice be my only weapon

And this for Black women and children only like Rosewood

Except I left no one behind and didn't need a cracker to do it

Creatin' a path of safe passage to through it

Baby, my black is the truest

You pray for me, I pray for you back to imbue it

[Chorus: STOUT]

The storm will come, but best believe the sun will shine

So if we put up a fight

Everything will be just fine

We go through the ups and downs and in and outs, that's just life

But if we put up a fight

Everything will be just fine

We're gonna be just fine (Just fine)

Oh, fine (Oh, just fine)

Oh (Just fine)

Oh (Oh, just fine)

I know we will be just fine

If we keep on pushin'

If we keep on workin'

[Verse 3: billy woods]

I remember stadiums so packed, the trees outside the gates heavy with Black joy

Just to get a glimpse of the comrades, our boys back from the bush

The crowd swayed to the gospel of liberation poised for revolution

Little Red Book in my father's breast pocket, the ground shook

History movin' underfoot, I was on his shoulders on tenterhooks

The leader spoke slow and focused, powerful pauses

Flanked by soldiers with dead eyes

The sun catch his wire-rimmed glasses

Told him roll the boulder, lo and behold, Lazarus was alive

Squint in the light, stinking of death

Mouth dry, red dust, a ghoulish prize

They never say what happened after, no surprise

Coulda guessed what happened to us

But at the time, mesmerized by MiG-23s in the sky

Sonic boomin'

I'll never forget the rush of pride

Women ululatin', men drunk, strong spirits, duelin' drums

The calloused thumbs of mbira players, the ride home at dusk

Ferrying students and strangers, feelin' like we won

Road blocks manned by mere boys, wide smiles and long black guns