Letras
Pride make a stupid teacher, (Then why we listen?)
His prejudice the student teacher, (Then why we listen?)
He raises fools with the devil's teaching
When God is truly beautiful
His truth healing
He blended colors since we born in Eden
God paint with oils
Y'all barely sketch (sketch, sketch, sketch)
Y'all color with crayolas (boy)
Only see in two colors (boy)
Humankind been technicolor, primo
Google this
Race, ethnicity, and heritage
Do your history
See how they differ
Embrace the nuance
'Fore you spit your mess
(Catch your breathe)
Ignorance ain't never bliss
The ignorant don't ever bless
They belittled and they butchered men (Woman, Kids)
They mock the Creator painting melanin
One kin
Tribalism is a mother
With many kids, many murder, murder
But one Creator, of many colors
You degrade His image on us
You mock the Maker's touches
Fools talk much
But who they really loving?
Crayola
(He crafted every color, boy)
Hola, hola, hola
Hola, hola, hola
(Your paint box too simple, boy)
Christ's beauty in His colors
(He paints with His image, boy)
Crayola
(Beautiful hues in His body, boy)
(Bigger than your culture, boy)
The broad strokes
Make us look a joke
The Church got the Voice of God
Speak it out
You put opinion over Holy Book
Your echo chamber is your holy throne
Your red and blue
Black and white
That ain't God's terms
That's a de-throne
That's a dumbed down portrait
Of His kingdom come
That ain't our platform
For culture wars
He cultures us
Uh
I love the simple