The Cleansing - Real Bad Man & Lukah: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Real Bad Man & Lukah

The Cleansing

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Hip-Hop/Rap

The Cleansing was released on March 29, 2024 by Real Bad Man Records as a part of the album Temple Needs Water. Village Needs Peace.

Song Details

AlbumTemple Needs Water. Village Needs Peace.

Release DateMarch 29, 2024

LabelReal Bad Man Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM83

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Real Bad Man

Performer

Adrian Utley

Electric Guitar

Lukah

Lead Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Real Bad Man

Composer

Lukah

Lyrics

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Real Bad Man

Producer

Logan "Hollow Sol" Schmitz

Logan "Hollow Sol" Schmitz

Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah

Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window

Out the window, out the window

Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window

Out the window

Would you please roll it down, there's a wind in my face

The sunshine brings about peace some days

Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window

Yeah, yeah (Uh-huh)

These are traumatic times we're living in

How we gon' answer life but knowing death is on the other end? (Yeah)

It's like we lack the mental discipline

Diseases in the soil, our village really needs a sterilant

And soul searching is a lost art

So many have jumped ship, how many more have to disembark? (So many)

Before we realize we need a spark

'Cause fear's the real foe, we gotta show it that we're lionhearted

Under the antecedent, spirit needs better treatment

Gotta start the debridement, it's a gift that we're breathing

Wellness is too infrequent, hardships be needing easement

Think we're all in agreement, cognizance really needed (Yeah)

Clear and better perception (Uh-huh) helps enhance perception

Saver spaces we want to help promote inner reflection

Welcoming imperfections (Yeah), reconnect disconnections

This ain't no misconception, we rise through introspection

And once we do some self-examining

We can drink the sacred potion only found in life's canna camp

I never said meditation wasn't intricate

But we gotta escape the state we're in, yeah

Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window

Out the window, out the window

Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window

Out the window

Would you please roll it down, there's a wind in my face

The sunshine brings about peace some days

Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window

Yeah (Uh-huh), yeah (Word)

So much pollution in the atmosphere

It's hard for me to breathe, then tell me how am I to persevere?

Around this sphere, things are unclear

But what if imagineers started a cypher to re-engineer

The psyche stages we are trapped in

And made it more effortless and painless for you to tap in

Would you do it or would you collapse in?

To live, I gotta breathe, and I ain't breathing if I'm gasping

Know it's death over bondage, won't let my mental tarnish

I was fooled by the garnish, really on the plate was carnage (Word)

Cleared out the heart's blockage (Yeah)

, Surpassed the brain's wattage (Uh-huh)

Forbidden fruits by the gardener will start to abolish

Unsatisfactory (Yeah), false trajectories (Word)

We'll build a place where everything gain is elementary

You'll see the gallantry's life's new introductory and (Word)

See the world from the eyes of an Eritree (Uh)

And once we visit our intelligence

We can walk amongst the others and really display true diligence

I never said that this work was the easiest

But it help escape the state we're in, yeah, uh-huh

Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window

Out the window, out the window

Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window

Out the window

Would you please roll it down, there's a wind in my face

The sunshine brings about peace some days

Sometimes you gotta throw it out the window

The Aryan model of history, uh, was an interpretation that simply

Said, "This, it could not possibly be true that Black people created

A civilization like this." I, I call it the legacy of disbelief. The

The idea that, "Wow, I mean, this is in Africa? How, how did these

Temples get in Africa? How did these columns get in Africa?

How did the father of medicine, uh, get to be an African?

I mean, how did the father of writing get to be an African?

I mean, how, how did the, the originators of astronomy get

To be African people? The originators of agriculture, of

Geometry, uh, uh, of surgery, of, of musical, o-of music?"

Written by: Lukah, Real Bad Man

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