Letras
For Two decades
God produced this praise
Hearing the true blessed way
Gave me a new net wage
Die daily the crew's debt paid
A movement He using
Not a cute catch phrase
Transparent the model like you x rayed
See through troops and see who recruits sets aim
On former grace avoiders who choose death's grave
He wakes us up, cafe con leche
The vernacular we visit is cataclysmic to average spitters
Disastrous when it happens listen
This Category of penmanship can't be kindled with
A.I. may I praise God for every sentiment
I'm not good at rapping bout' nothing
Feel like I need pain to be something
I need conflict to write my song with
Palatable content a battling psalmist
Aye ohh
Lock in and reload
In my zone and I'm not my own
Stamp die daily behind my eyelids
I wake up and choose violence
Surprise I bet you never thought you would see me again
On the m-i-c reminding ya'll to d-i-e again
my b-i-b-l-e telling my flesh to R-I-P again
Caught a body back to back you won't see this on CNN
These folks don't understand me yet
See I emerge from a place where they demand respect
Still fishing, but I had to expand the net
I'm on God's side why you think they ain't BLAMMED me yet
I'm on God's time His will is where I plant my steps
Cut the dreads but I still got that Samson flex
Spirit filled acting different like the man's possessed
I learned to go and look internally to scan the threats
I had to learn to fast and pray watch it manifest
Took flight at 17 and I ain't landed yet
Your man is blessed that God would go and hand select
Me, and say go and the answer's yes
Aye ohh
Lock in and reload
In my zone and I'm not my own
Stamp die daily behind my eyelids
I wake up and choose violence
On this journey for years but it feel like days