Testi Raised In Harlem - Michael Tait, Donnie

Raised In Harlem

My people telling me that you the man\nThat can heal the sick with ya healin' hand\nDemand sickness to scram\nand got power like superman\nCommand the winds to cease\nEven teach the priest and walk on water — if this true\nThen I got the faith that you can heal my daughter\nI’m down on my knees — beggin' ya please\nI need a blessing — I’m tired of stressing\nBesides my daughter’s just an adolescent\nI was raised — Raised in Harlem\nMy baby’s dying in the street bleeding\nBarely breathin' - about to die, Hero\nCaught up — sot up over these drugs\nBy some thugs, Hero\nI know I’m just a chronic breathin' heathen\nThat’s thievin', grievin' and fendin' for\nMy daughter’s healin'\nBut I’m still believin'\nThat you can find it in your heart\nTo help a man like me — heal my baby\nAnd take away her pain and this misery\nI was raised — Raised in Harlem\n(Chorus)\nI’m pleadin' Hero, Just say a prayer she’ll be O.K.\nI know that if you come and just say the word to my daughter\nYou’ll take all the suffering away\nJust come and touch her and hug her\nI know that she’ll recover\nMe and her mother love her like crazy\n'Cuz we got no other\nPlease Hero, place your hands on her forehead\nJust say the word\nAnd raise my baby daughter from the dead\nRaised — Raised in Harlem\nJairus' Wife (Nirva):\nWhat’s this man got to offer?\nI sent you to fetch a doctor\nYou’re too late — she’s gone hereafter\nOur daughter’s a drive-by disaster\nJust another wasted victim\nA little teenaged girl who was Raised in Harlem\nJairus (T-Bone):\nNah, it can’t be, man. It just can’t be, Y’all\nAin’t nobody dyin', Mammie, so stop the cryin'\nCuz she 'fi'n to live\nThis is Hero, the man who came to heal our baby kid\nJust have the faith and believe that he can fulfill all our needs\nHeed, him indeed — He’s the one who can heal our dyin' seed\nI got the faith and trust that he can save\nOur baby Darlin'\nFrom Cali to Harlem\nHis healin' stats are flawless and startlin'\nI was raised — Raised in Harlem\n(Repeat Chorus)\nHero (Tait):\n(whispered) I need you, God\nI know your heart is breaking\nBut this girl is only sleeping\nIf you’ll just give us both a minute or two\nOh, yeah, they laugh instead of believing\nThey think I’ve lost my reason\nBut don’t fear what you can’t see or do You just gotta believe — oh, just believe\nJairus (T-Bone):\n(Repeat Chorus)\nDo it, Hero\nI know that you can heal her, my Hero\nJust do it, Hero\nI know that you can heal her, my Hero\nDo it, Hero\nI know that you can heal her, my Hero\nTouch her, Hero\nI know that your hands can heal her, Hero\nRaised — Raised in Harlem\nYou know I was\nRaised — Raised in Harlem\nRaised in the City, 'Jus\nRaised — Raised in Harlem\nYeah — yeah, my baby was\nRaised — Raised in Harlem\nRaised in the city of Harlem, ya’ll