CD copy of Bread Crumbs by Orijin and Q, featuring original artwork by Art of Ciel.
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Add this ingredient, watch what the globe becomes/ It's a gift from God and His only son/ If we could all tap into this force like Obi Wan/ People would gather 'round, show me some... LOVE
Talkin' bout LOVE: a word with many meanings/ Like precipitation, got different manifestations every season/ Whether friendship, romantic or brotherly/ It's somethin that close folks and fam give abundantly/ They say that love is patient, they say that love is kind/ They say it knows no bounds, maybe 'cause love is blind to it's limits/ We designed in the image/ Of a divine mind that's inclined to forgiveness/ And I'm fin to give it if you're in my vicinity/ Cure to the problems that we've been trynna remedy/ Yet we dodge love like a flu vaccine/ Tell your fam move back soon as you stack green?... please/ Let's admit that we all need/ Love from above, it's a gift from the Omni...potent/ Hoping to ditch what is faulty/ Switch these dollars for a fistful of palm, please/ Give me a hand y'all, so we could stand tall/ Together instead of watching our fellow man fall/ Like strangers and bystanders/ Shameful – I pray for the raising of my standards/ Like great pandas, love is endangered/ Can't express what's on our hearts – it's stuck in the chamber/ Enough of the games. Time for disrupting the chain, bruh/ I'm callin' on my sisters and brothers to change up
Just add this ingredient, watch what the globe becomes/ It's a gift from God and His only son/ If we could all tap into this force like Obi Wan/ People would gather 'round, show me some... LOVE
One problem... See, today's world is 'bout makin' a name and placing the self first/ No surprise, we afraid of the L word/ It's perceived as threat to our liberty/ Excess stress and the responsibility/ Like, if I can only treat you how to do to me/ And you ain't to-a-tee who I want you to be/ Do it mean that I can reclaim my sentiment?/ It ain't love if it breaks that delicate/ Love is quick to listen. It's slow to speak/ Love is squashing any beef before you go to sleep/ I could tell you daily but if you don't see it shown in deeds/ It's just rhetoric – nothin' but sweet poetry/ Y'see, real love has to come with/ Sacrificial action to back it up with/ Otherwise, it lacks the substance required if we desire for the pact to function/ But we mess up. Homie, we fall short/ And run around up and down like a ball court/ Labouring to make our love live longer/ Wishing these fragile hearts were one bit stronger/ But if you're lookin' for a love that could wrench hearts/ And mend scars, Christ's blood is the benchmark/ The maker of all life givin' it willingly/ Swapped my head for His in the guillotine/ Willing to intervene, lay His own life down/ Filled me sympathy to make my wrongs right now/ Mimic His imagery, vivid and visibly/ Give indiscriminately, haters all pipe down
And so we watch what the globe becomes/ It's a gift from God and His only son/ If we could all tap into this force like Obi Wan/ People would gather 'round, show me some... LOVE.