Elige una pista para reproducir
Sencillo / Pista
Yeah
Been a long time coming
But we here now
Yeah
Some of us are afraid to succeed so we'd
Rather settle for less
We need money but we take joy over stress
What a life, uh
Eternity, seems like a mighty long time
It'd be a shame to call on God but all along you had the wrong line
Imagine 80 years living on this planet
Subscribing to a doctrine that was made for scamming
Self damage, wasting time, that's the biggest crime
Asking for a message missing all the signs
Holy Ghost went bananas when he got my canvas
Feels like it's all going just the way he planned it
Homophonic legend I was made to rhyme
Rocking penny loafers tryna make a dime
Putting all my effort into understanding
Black magic showing miracles across the campus
It's a standard and legacy I'm leaving behind
Cause if I get a second chance I hope to glance into my past
And see my span wasn't random but a tandem with creator
No theater but I'm center stage
Hand across my belly
Take a bow right before he tell me
That was well done
Well done
You did your thing
Yeah
You did your thing
You did your thing
If it wasn't for the show and tell
So many more would prevail hearing
Well done
Well done
You did your thing
Yeah
You did your thing
You did your thing
Palms calloused from dragging a wooden cross
Rugged lumberjack
Lumbar yoked with a double burden
I'm back to back
Tell the young homies I'm back popping like chiropract
Plowing through the garden of Eden doing the cabbage patch
A rogue priest in my overalls, straw hat
Harvesting the souls of the splintered
I never planted that
Scarecrows propped on a fence post that won't attack
Try to steal my lettuce I promise to get my carrots back
We wrestle not against flesh and blood don't tempt that
A Christian on the edge with a twisted fate like Jeff and Matt
Swanton bomb in the crowd if you choose to attack
I'm flipping over tables and chairs like this a lion match
Follow the leader like Paul and Peter
Or face the heater so I Cody Lambert
The steps and mimic the centimeters
Couldn't gulp a cup of his wrath
Declining liquid liters
Thousand sips of sin is poisonous by the kiloliter
A black king who speaks freedom yet he killed our leader
Betty Shabazz sat and watched as they killed her leader
Every time we speak equality we disappear
Seems self esteem of minorities has been commandeered
Why you think we hide the message in the songs you hear?
Marionettes pulling strings like a puppeteer
Smiling clowns to the public that suppress our tears
Tryna entertain the audience while they toss spears
But I'm center stage
Hand across my belly
Take a bow right before he tells me
You did your thing
You did your thing
You did your thing
You did your thing
If it wasn't for the show and tell
So many more would prevail hearing
Well done
Well done
You did your thing
You did your thing
You did your thing
Young K
You did your thing
Well done
Well done
Matthew 25:21