As the storm calms, the wind rest The children begin to join hands cause weve been blessed Clinched tight, hear us sing songs in unison About all of the filth we would never do again Like stupid foolish men ready for slaughter Who were either killed by famine or swallowed by water The heavens shake we start to see the difference Between those who are real, the nonexistent We dont fall in fear when the thunder yells Our hearts remain warm, while the sky drops hail To wipe out the frail satellites antennas To the radio signal spinning bums beginners Unfair to true winners, the hiphop delegates Grounded to the roots, bringing back the four elements Get ready for the revival Of real music, real people, who try to Keep this art alive through, discipline innovation Unity, so we can move as a nation Full of soldiers who swam through the hurricanes Hit by the strength of lightning, but endured the pain Kept their balance throughout the earthquakes Now looking for the sun as mother earth waits To witness light, but right now she cant see Her vision remains blocked by bloodshed debris But she can wait patiently because his word is true Its worth the wait, so thats what she prefers to do ......THE CALM STORM
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