Where Is My Zion
By pinda
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Be delirious, dream of a heaven and don't a'be serious.
Ignore tha fact of hatred and act in a way so'a imperious.
Imagine'a a society without secrets, so it's not mysterious.
The plants and the trees are hurt, this world is becoming deleterious.
(Chorus)
So, I'a long for a day when they don't know.
About a Heaven, which is in the rasta Gods bungalow.
A zion where capital is ifinity, unlimited dough.
Every dream becomes a reality show.
A place, where we can smoke and allow it to glow.
(Hook)
Where is my zion.
Emerge the land,
to my heart.
I am a lion.
Finish my pride,
from the end to the start.
Sometimes I have daymares,
in the morning'a time.
Feel the showers of'a blood and vivid scares.
Maken meh feel like'a dying'a.
Human beings like ghost and zombies.
President Mugabe holding guns to innocent bodies.
In Zimbabwe.
Nother rasta, havein his'a way.
(Chorus)
So, I'a long for a day when they don't know.
About a Heaven, which is in the rasta Gods bungalow.
A zion where capital is ifinity, unlimited dough.
Every dream becomes a reality show.
A place, where we can smoke and allow it to glow.
(Hook)
Where is my zion.
Emerge the land,
to my heart.
I am a lion.
Finish my pride,
from the end to the start.
Dream
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This was really enjoyable,
k.
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