My little boy, bow your head in shame
You've disgraced your father's name,
And now, it's time you choose
Your little toys won't save you from shot ten
Without me you will not win,
No, I swear you'll lose
Wisdom comes through suffering
Tell me why'd you let him
Give you a cheap name?
It's time to come home
Playtime's over now
You're nowhere near,
The teachings of Martin Luther King
Did you forget all about his dream?
Now, it's time you choose
God's hand was there
Think back when you were down, it's so clear
It's time that you do what is right here
There's no excuse
There's no excuse
Wisdom comes through suffering
Tell me why'd you let him,
Give you a cheap name?
It's time to come home
Playtime's over now
It's my world, it's my world,
It's my world, it's my world
It's my world, it's my world
It's my world, it's my world
Son it's my world, it's my world,
It's not your world
I tried peace, I tried love
I tried kind, I give up
You don't hear, you don't feel
Now I'm here, and I'm real
I gave you my blessings
You've failed from testings
I'll show you what death brings
Now feel how my wrath stings
God told me that you were about to die for living this way
God saved me so I must teach what's right, so you see
It's my world, it's my plan
It's my sea, it's my land
It's my moon, they're my stars
You're my mind, you're my heart
What's your choice?
What's your role?
You're my life, you're my soul
You're my son, you're my seed
We're one love, come home, please
Come home, please
Come home, please
Come home, please
Come home, please
Come home, please
Come home, please
Come home, please
Come home, please
compositores: MICHAEL FLOWERS, TERRY LEWIS, JAMES HARRIS, J WRIGHT, CARL THOMAS
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