Track byRobert Glasper Experiment
Hello Jesus Jesus children Jesus loves you Jesus children Hello children Jesus loves you of America Are you hearing What He's saying? Are you feeling What you're praying? Are you hearing, praying, feeling What you say inside? You'd better tell Your story fast... And if you lie It will come to pass... Hello Jesus Jesus children Jesus loves you Jesus children Hello children Jesus loves you of America Are you hearing What He's saying? Are you feeling What you're praying? Are you hearing, praying, feeling What you say inside? You'd better tell Your story fast... And if you lie It will come to pass... You'd better tell Your story fast... And if you lie It will come to pass... (Malcolm-Jamal Warner poem) Cries of young lives sing silly songs of laughter in the life after Hurt, ego and misguided pride Which lead to lies the soul can no longer stand to bear But I see twenty children standing there Beaming bright with angel light as they take flight Together they smile the type of sunlight that makes the devil backtrack into his lair These young souls are soothsayers, spiritual players Excelerated graduators of this game called life Spinning sixteens, making Biggie breakdance and Frankie seem like Lalah's dad With ten thousand other souls watching True love withhold nothing And through dried tears, we'll spend the next few years silently screaming "why!?" Until we realize that their spiritual awakening already understood their undertaking The moment they appeared in the womb playing Romper Room Creating heated debates that should've been sparked sooner than the dark hell of December two-thousand twelve And now, now, now they dance the story of masters much faster than a polygamist pastor can tell a lie Faster than you can wipe from your eyes the soot of deceit No, these kids dance the story that tell us to delete the feeling of being incomplete from our consciousness To let these six and seven year olds take a hold of our consciousness To remind us to laugh, scream and let our inner child fly higher than deferred dreams seldom seem Through the lens of love and gratitude Let's give our children love and gratitude. Fly high Shine And fly high.