Intro β Soul Choir & Thunder
π΅ Oya hear me when I cry, Lord I ainβt too strongβ¦ π΅
π΅ Every faith bleed the same when the night too longβ¦ π΅
π΅ From the mosque to the church, we still sing one songβ¦ π΅
π΅ Oya move the storm and the world sing along. π΅
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Verse 1 β SOVI (Bando Flow)
I pray to Oya when the wind get wild,
Same way Christ heal a broken child,
Same way Allah bring peace through trial,
Same way Yahweh guide the exiled.
They say faith soft, nah, faith built strong,
I was born in the mud where the saints do wrong,
Still I look to the sky when the rain so long,
βCause the drum of my soul beat the same old song.
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Hook β Jacob Banks Choir + MSD Bass Drop
π΅ Oya hear me, Lord hear me, π΅
π΅ All these voices cry sincerely, π΅
π΅ From Christ to Krishna, they feel me clearly, π΅
π΅ Faith ainβt soft β it hit severely. π΅
π΅ God of thunder, God of wind, π΅
π΅ Wash my hands from the blood I been in, π΅
π΅ Choir of the lost, let the storm begin, π΅
π΅ Oya move the world through the mess we in. π΅
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Verse 2 β SOVI (Heartfelt & Hard)
I done prayed with imams, monks, and priests,
Heard a Buddha chant while the gunshots ceased,
Shango bring fire, Jesus bring peace,
Different roads same truth underneath.
Oya blew wind through my chains that night,
Told me βchild, you ainβt wrong for fight,β
So I kneel in the dark with my soul so bright,
Turned pain to prayer, turned war to light.
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Bridge β Soul Choir Lift
π΅ Ase, Hallelujah, Alhamdulillah, π΅
π΅ Namaste to the ones who still bear scars, π΅
π΅ Every tongue call God from a different star, π΅
π΅ But Oya walk with βem all where the storms are. π΅
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Final Hook β Full Choir Explosion
π΅ Oya hear me, Lord hear me, π΅
π΅ All these voices cry sincerely, π΅
π΅ From Christ to Krishna, they feel me clearly, π΅
π΅ Faith ainβt soft β it hit severely. π΅
π΅ God of thunder, God of wind, π΅
π΅ Wash my hands from the blood I been in, π΅
π΅ Choir of the lost, let the storm begin, π΅
π΅ Oya move the world through the mess we in. π΅
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Outro β Jacob Banks Solo Fade
π΅ Mmmβ¦ Oya hear me, I still believe, π΅
π΅ The same God live in you and me, π΅
π΅ When the rain fall hard and the souls canβt breathe, π΅
π΅ We still find grace in the storm we see. π΅
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