Lyrics:
crowds enough to make em flee
I'm on the flip side like vinyl Traen will take you A to B
So let me take you for a trip on track, since a kid with my dad
I
Tear me up inside
You come at me with a knife
Tearin my guts right open
In front of everyone jokin
Laughin like it's no big deal
Everybody does it
made Him my Lord, and I will finish this race
Pre-Chorus
I will fix my eyes on Jesus
Fight the good fight
So on that judgment day
I will hear my Father
and chain now
I hear the sound of sweet and rumble
Every time that she walks on by
Your song keeps burnin' in my ears
Makes me wanna crawl deep inside
a dream
It's like the world, the vibe, the stars align whenever you visit me
I'd like to buy you gold invisalign and fix your teeth
I'd like to put you in
falling by my side
Those evils can't touch me though, by your grace I'm made alive
Till the day he break the skies, Jesus use me as your vessel
Power in
But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean?
I'm raging, ripping up the stage and
Don't it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and
Thought
But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean?
I'm raging, ripping up the stage and
Don't it sound amazing 'cause every rhyme is made and
Thought
the sound
Really got me dancing
Smoking the loud
The highs everlasting, yeah
The highs everlasting, yeah
Yeah
I cannot wait till I fall back
Jesus wants me
pirates
Telling tales of trails left by the gods
Through the center of the sun when they passed the spot
Jesus Christ was really an ancient astronaut
I
or do we need find a way?
Communicate with me
Just communicate with me
Yeah, yeah!
My life feel like a movie
My dreams they been so lucid
I feel like I
Whatever that mean, you know old people say it so it sounds right
So I'm standing there embarrassed, if we were both in Paris
I would have grabbed her by
shouldn’t hate me for losing
Cause it’s difficult to breath when the oxygen get confusing
Need you to see the bigger picture as if it’s a movie
After this
they call, they call it
Hold up
Told Brad to send me a track,
He send me a track to sound like a trap,
I don't know normally do this,
But hey
they call, they call it
Hold up
Told Brad to send me a track,
He send me a track to sound like a trap,
I don't know normally do this,
But hey
Brown meets Kanye"
Sure, I'm more like if Arthur
Read picked up the bass
And grew up playing in church and
With some tracks by Beyonce
I'm if reckless ate
Scooping on the skins in the church from your bingo
Sounds of the Mecca, dark fresh from the tailor
Because they made a movie when he cuss like a sailor
took place 8 months
After I got saved
By placing my faith in Jesus Christ
The one who arose from the grave
The first concert that I been to
Was
saved
By placing my faith in Jesus Christ
The one who arose from the grave
The first concert that I been to
Was the Storytellers
Brothers Incorporated
This engine still grinding
By engine it's brain, my arm is the car and I'm still writing
This car needs a new tire
The tracks here are making me tired
style of music
You're fuckin' imitators
From the famous movie Rockstar
Their sound, creepy voice
Neither style nor meaning
Music is listened to by
to teach us
By they strength, our children need to see Jesus in their weakness
And keep seeking where free speech is rare
And realness gets kept less
Right
God by my side
I ain't alright, I need a reset, Jesus let's fix it
Nix it
Let's fix this
You don't really get it, you don't have to fit in, come
We don't back down.
When we laid this track down, then you get a capped gown.
Ladies, if ya'll are foxy, stay by the door.
We might need your fine
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