ミュージックビデオ

特集

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lauryn Hill
Lauryn Hill
Lead Vocals
Julian Marley
Julian Marley
Guitar
Shelly Thunder
Shelly Thunder
Vocals
Chris Meredith
Chris Meredith
Bass
Everol Ray
Everol Ray
Trumpet
Nambo Robinson
Nambo Robinson
Trombone
Vada Nobles
Vada Nobles
Programming
Che Guevara
Che Guevara
Programming
Dean Fraser
Dean Fraser
Tenor Saxophone
Earl "Chinna" Smith
Earl "Chinna" Smith
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lauryn Hill
Lauryn Hill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lauryn Hill
Lauryn Hill
Producer
Devon Kirkpatrick
Devon Kirkpatrick
Editing Engineer
Errol Brown
Errol Brown
Assistant Recording Engineer
B. Vibberts
B. Vibberts
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Commissioner Gordon
Commissioner Gordon
Mixing Engineer
Herb Powers
Herb Powers
Mastering Engineer

歌詞

Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those that trespass against us Although them again we will never, never, never trust Dem now, know weh dem do, dig out yuh yei while dem sticking like glue Fling, skind, grin while dem plotting fah you True, Ah Who? Forgive them Father for they know not what they do Forgive them Father for they know not what they do Beware the false motives of others Be careful of those who pretend to be brothers And you never suppose it's those who are closest to you, to you They say all the right things to gain their position Then use your kindness as their ammunition To shoot you down in the name of ambition, they do Forgive them Father for they know not what they do Forgive them Father for they know not what they do Why every Indian wanna be the chief? Feed a man 'til he's full and he still want beef Give me grief, try to tief off my piece Why for you to increase, I must decrease? If I treat you kindly does it meant that I'm weak? You hear me speak and think I won't take it to the streets I know enough cats that don't turn the other cheek But I try to keep it civilized like Menelik And other African czars observing stars with war scars Get yours in this capitalistic system So many caught or got bought you can't list them How you gonna idolize the missing? To survive is to stay alive in the face of opposition Even when they comin' gunnin' I stand position L known the mission since conception Let's free the people from deception If you looking for the answers Then you gotta ask the questions And when I let go, my voice echoes through the ghetto Sick of men trying to pull strings like Gepetto Why black people always be the ones to settle March through these streets like Soweto Like Cain and Abel, Caesar and Brutus, Jesus and Judas Backstabbers do this Forgive them Father for they know not what they do Forgive them Father for they know not what they do It took me a little while to discover Wolves in sheep coats who pretend to be lovers Men who lack conscience will even lie to themselves, to themselves A friend once said, and I found to be true That everyday people, they lie to God too So what makes you think that they won't lie to you Forgive them Father for they know not what they do Forgive them, forgive them Forgive them Father for they know not what they do Forgive them, forgive them Gwan like dem love while dem rip yuh to shreds Trample pon yuh heart and lef yuh fi dead Dem a yuh fren who yuh depen pon from way back when But if yuh gi dem yuh back den yuh mus meef yuh end Dem noh know wey dem do Dem no know, dem no know, dem no know Dem no konw, dem no know wey dem do
Writer(s): Lauryn Hill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out