Home feat. Bilal

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A man whose genius and freedoms and— Ability to communicate and— To talk, and to touch chords— A man who has the ability and the audacity And the unmitigated gall God to stand up, to stand up I heard the sound of the trumpets, the voice on the throne Seen the twenty-four elders and I knew I was home I was told to write a song for the people Take the original Hebrews on an Exodus of Black Excellence Tell them to invest in us and make testaments about each other On how we sisters and brothers Cover the land and corners with poems and stone Go hard with it, let 'em know you God with it Even though I authored it, let no one margin it And make it all about paper or first week's sales Though this is from Heaven give 'em verses from Hell Those that fell off the path, bring 'em back to the math Your staff will be your microphone Your name is Common, you was born to fight the norm Take house niggas outta darkness 'til they lights is on I'ma put a hyphen on your name: rapper/actor/activist You the one that can reach into the black abyss Stars that's asterisks, show 'em what a classic is Freedom riders need passengers In your lyrics use scriptures and passages To make them rise like Lazarus and resurrect it again They'll put disrespect on your name and respect it again Every section you in, bless 'em and keep bussin' If they don't like it, shake the dust and say "fuck em" Until you get home, I'm the one you trust in I'm happy to be in any place Where God's name is remembered Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world Trouble of this world, trouble of this world Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world Going home to live, going home to live Going home to live with God Go into the wilderness like Musa on a pilgrimage Streets are villages, speak with diligence and authority The fake are the Pharisees and Sadducees Give them that Garvey free from the Black Odyssey Yo pardon me, you the God bodily Functioning on earth as a part of me, that's why I gave you artistry Go into the hoods with the shooters and the strippers Forget the New World Order, New Jerusalem is with us Tell sisters they earths and goddesses If they got bottom, don't get caught in a bottomless Pit, there's a lot of us fit for the kingdom is near You can tell by the wars and how the seasons appear You'll appear in the circles in Hollywood, I birth you In Chicago, you know how to parlay good You'll get Oscars, Emmys, and Grammys, give those to your family Don't get caught up in the vanity or the world's insanity Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world Trouble of this world, trouble of this world Soon I will be gone with the trouble of this world Going home to live, going home to live Going home to live with God To those of you who are unfamiliar with those words They mean, in English, 'Peace, be unto you'