Lyrics

Who is easy that's a wonderful question A chosen Prophet giving you biblical lessons This music gift is internal in my essense Salad conversations what I am addressing Nothing but Hebrew vibes... see through lies I'm getting deep I wanna see you cry You need to change I wanna see you try Cause I don't wanna have to see you die You need some history the bible you should try the book If you shooting in the sky then you should try a hook If you try to be a prophet please don't take the profit Cause stealing money from children that can be so toxic Be careful what you speak because the nation watching Heavy metal with the bars you know how i'm rocking You catch the ball then you get tackled yeah I see you dropping Like a jab to the jaw yeah I done see it all I have em in awe and I don't need applause Long as I follow commandments I gotta keep the laws But I haven't been perfect yeah sometimes I fall I can't believe that I be weak and almost lose it all I'm still alive & I have grace but it will never last I ain't know you was going through well you never asked Running like Russell Williams but you never pass Can't floor it looking in the rearview so hit the gas Shoutout to Villain cause the line was clever when he wrote it Work on my cardio my exercise is to aerobic My position I hold it my spirit never fold it Back up off with the coffee looking like some Folgers Precepts organized looking like some folders Babylon is falling down looking like some boulders Building up a lot of tension looking like some shoulders Edomites are striking out looking like some bowlers They ain't catching high scores it's not a perfect game I just shoot em with the Bible practice perfect aim I know that I'm an Israelite and will not be ashamed I told bout my pain said it "let me explain" I guess one single is not enough Just because you have bills don't mean it's a lot of ducks Just because you have friends don't mean it's a lot of trust Decided to repent I was dealing with a lot of lust Hurting bad like I was hit with a lot of trucks Would you sell your soul? If they give you a lot of bucks Man you faking ass prophets I see that you lie to us Ya sermon real sweet but the Bible is pie to us Why you lying to the people why don't you try with us You don't want to catch the smoke when you know that your time is up
Writer(s): Kyle Hart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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