Be the light spoken word

When will my boys sip that Moet?
Been drowned in poverty, it’s getting more wet
Knocking on the door, all we get is more hate
Weed take my boys to Irie-land, town of Moate
All the pastor preach is the blessings more, yet;
He getting fat, church done let the mole ate
He dressed fancy, he got all the mall weight
And politicians eat greedy, can’t make they maw wait
Marijuana the best student, got the highest of grades
While we all fail this life test, have we run outta grace?
Or is it me? Is it cause I got divorced with the church?
And most of us only get driven when we sleep in the hearse
My grandpops is a 100 never done seen a cheque
So I wrote him one, but he’s now blind can’t go to the bank
Where I’m from bread’s for the rich ‘matter how hard you pray
Wrong cards we was dealt but throw that 8, it’s time to declare
My nigga couldn’t find a job but his resume great
All he got was, “we gon call you, so you come back again”
That’s euphemism for, “we regret, we don’t got your place”
Some pretty chick got the same job but she came last in his class
And now he cuddle the blunt, say it sharpen his mind
How ironic for sharp and blunt to co-work at same time
Birds of a feather of poverty, wings dead we can’t fly
Clouds All Blacks as New Zealand rugby, yeah we gon try
Knuckles is dark from hitting walls but keep on to fight
In the morning, in the afternoon, don’t quit you a knight
Don’t mind the road, even Mohombi had a bumpy ride
Make Bob Marley your cheerleader, yeah it’s gon be alright
Face all your fears, give them a farewell speech
Smile at your problems like you love them at least
Cemetery fraud, cops is corrupt
The nation turn to a circus, everything run by them clowns
Look at the crowd, everything that they do we applaud
See the dog traits, man your girl is a bitch
Every hood nigga she done been in his sheets
Her grades low, all she get is the D
No A,B,C; it hurts but she nasty, see?
Go for your goals, score hat trick, how to make her go cry more
If you Christian read the bible; If you not, come with us bro
Go harder, search for the light; whatchu think we got eyes for?
Excavations, we even know who bit the apple on I phone
Stole the light bulb from Thomas Edison
Knock, knock! Alexander Graham Bell, we robbing that Telephone
Ring, Ring! We through dawg; “is this Destiny? I’m tired,”
“Pardon my lateness, best believe I love you to heart”
“Yours faithfully, ghad»

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— It’s the light.

— Это свет.

— Is the light bothering you?

— Это свет раздражает вас?

There’s the light that just brings love That’s it that’s it

Это свет, который порождает любовь вот так вот так

Imagination is the light of the world.

Воображение это свет всего мира.

It is the light of true crystal of Kronos.

Это свет истинного кристалла Кроноса.

A woman’s bones, on the other hand, are lighter, smaller and with less pronounced muscular attachments.

Кости женщины — легче и меньше… не годятся под мускулатуру.

Her touch is lighter than mine.

Её туше легче моего.

Whichever he picks, each one is light!

Какую ни возьмет, всё легка!

This way it’ll be lighter.

Теперь будет легче.

— Why, you’re light as a feather.

Вы легки, как пёрышко!

No point looking where it’s light! Search where it’s dark!

Не надо искать там, где светло – ищите там, где темно!

Well, it’s light enough and there doesn’t seem to be anything out there.

Ну, достаточно светло и вроде никого нет.

Aye. There’s no sun but there’s light.

Солнца нет, но здесь светло.

My heart was lighter then.

А сердце светлее.

There’s a light. Oh, gosh!

Как светло.

? That every bit of life is lit by fortuosity?

Каждая частичка жизни освещена «фортуозностью»

Every bit of life is lit by fortuosity?

Каждая частичка жизни освещена фортуозностью?

Every bit of life is lit?

Каждая частичка жизни освещена?

That every bit of life is lit by fortuosity?

Каждая частичка жизни освещена «фортуозностью»?

Folke Persson’s house is lit up; all the lights are—

Дом Фольке Перссон освещен, и все огни —

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