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o.c. - sunday morning lyrics

[verse 1]
uh, yo
for every person who’s breathin’ we’re born to die
i take in account the receipts, the pros and cons
weighing the amount of all the things i did in this lifetime
no two people are the same
your life ain’t like mine
though our paths can be similar
everybodies destined for a different route
it ain’t no telling what we well is an allusion in a sense
for choosing an attempt to outsmart fate thinking a few tides will amend ya
with time stop for us in the dirt is where we end up (we end up)
so appreciate livin’ is a given
a legacy’s my mission
it so happens that my p-ssion is my business
my fam and i moved as a unit for us to impact the same
minus one who were sent back
we grieve for a long while a healing process felt like a million miles
and motions were hot
til’ it finally cooled down

[hook]
hearin’ the church bells swell got me feeling it ain’t no regular day
but if your around see my chears to my odds, got me staring at the ceiling in the morning (on sunday morning) x2

[verse 2]
summon over psalms
proof reading through scriptures, through the valley of the shadow of death is what it mentions
i fears no evil
saying prayers to my people
rev hold ya head
sending my blessings out to you and yours
my humanity is true with or without a song
i’m not doing this for views, resond to applauds
treadin’ to see my brethren or my young ones go premature
young or old n0body knows
it’s a hard pill to swallow not to see somebody ever again
wishing for an afterlife if it is
then i’ll see you on the other side
love ones, peers
well have a toast over c0ke and rum or simply a beer
for what it’s worth
i solemnly sware to keep it thorough while i still exist on this earth
there’s murals all around the globe
but many faces of people we lost
i take a knee
wishin’ of peace on that journey of norm (journey of norm)

[hook]
hearin’ the church bells swell got me feeling it ain’t no regular day
but if your around see my chears to my odds, got me staring at the ceiling in the morning (on sunday morning) x2

- o c lyrics

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