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Friday, November 28, 2014

Benediction - August Alsina ft. Rick Ross #musicfriday

In a few days it'll be December! I can't even believe it. It has been quite an eventful year so far and I just want to take a minute to say thank you God for life and living! Haven't posted friday music on here in a while, there are so many songs I want to share and I'll get round to them, eventually, hehe!!

Meanwhile have you gone out to get +MI Abaga 's new album!! Whaaat! The chairman vex scatter on this one, no playing at all. He made too much sense on the tracks with +TUFACE IDIBIA and +soundsultan - #mesefibehuman being o! Oh lawd! Don't even get me started with #rich, I think it was Nosa on the vocals there non? I needed that song like yesterday! lol. Will do justice to these songs another day. Today we share the #benediction song by August Alsina. First time I heard the song, I just connected with it. Maybe it was in the way he sang, like he was totally feeling all those emotions. I just couldn't help but stop and listen. You just know when someone is singing from deep down his heart! Here's to #musicfriday with August Alsina;

Enjoy.....


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Started off in the streets
We would take collection from the fiends
People dyin' all around me
So I gave you my testimony
We were down from the beginnin'
When the world wasn't listenin'
Now that I got your attention
Let us end with the benediction

We are gathered here today
Paying our respects to bein' broke, hope he's in a better place (Yes ke!! I gotta get here)
Cause life out here ain't sweet, oh no
I would close my eyes to sleep but didn't dream no more
So I had to make a way for my home, you know
Now I'm in a place where I ain't gotta scheme no more
The good life, done with the hood life
I did what I could didn't always do what I should and I was misunderstood
So many nights I tried
To hide how I felt, I would cry inside
And I ran through the streets till my feet got tired
Cause I ain't wanna have my shoes on them power lines

But I made it, and it made me (Yezzir, we will make it)
I know I did wrong, I pray to God he forgave me
Cause I made it, and it didn't kill me
So it made me stronger, I pray to God that you feel me, that you feel me...


Our father who art in heaven
I pray you free me from my demons and keep me level (very important and I say amen to that)
I know you kept me out of prison where I was headin'
When I heard somebody killed my brother, one-eighty-seven
I hope he made it to your presence, for me he was a blessin'
At least I know he's restin' and he ain't out here stressin'
Tryna get to the good life, and out of this hood life
I pray that my step-pops stay off of that crack pipe
So Mama could sleep nights, I know it's been hard on her
I was ripping through the streets, it was hard for her
Now I'm up in hotels on the ocean shore
When I was sleepin' on the floor at the corner store

But I made it, and it made me
I know I did wrong, I pray to God he would save me
Cause I made it, it didn't kill me
So it made me stronger, I pray to God that you feel me, do you feel me... (Do you?)

Bottle after bottle, snatching Belaire out the bucket
Rightin' all my wrongs for these homies out here thuggin'
Pray for benediction, pretty women on my premise
Condo out in Cabo, screaming "GABOS" to my nemesis
Gold around my neck I'm ballin' for these final minutes
Nothing lasts forever, for these sins I seek repentance
Shots fired, another gone, I feel that man's pain
Daddy sat me down and said: "that came with the game"
Shake my head, roll up the window, turnin' up the music
So much anger in these songs for these soldiers that we losin'
A mastermind is one who's feedin' others off his talent
I owe it to my city but it's time I pay my balance
I'm in Holyfield's estate, I started with a pallet
I made my first tape, I gave that shit to Khaled
Thankful for my supporters, everyone that ever bought us
Grateful for every lesson these Miami streets taught us

Started off in the streets
We would take collection from the fiends
People dyin' all around me
So I gave you my testimony
We were down from the beginnin'
When the world wasn't listenin'
Now that I got your attention
Let us end with the benediction

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