(He says) look on my works, ye mighty, and despair
But if you really look close there's not a thing there
We're chasin' the wind and we're chasin' the air
We're chasin' the air
I look around and see empires of dirt
I know you're on your grind, I know you put in work
We need to learn to number our days friend
Sit down be humble or be humbled in the end
There we go again, still braggin' on the conquest of Lo Debar
It's like we keep on finding new ways to make a lower bar
In this day and age mediocrity's profound
Ah man what a time to be around
People's reputations hanging on the worthless conquest of nothing
Like acquiring possessions and stacking up money
It's like building up a house on the sand
Death huffs and he puffs and blows it all 'round the land
Your bragging rights are wack, there I said it on a track
It's too late to take it back, humility is what you lack
Death comes for us all; short, tall, big or small
What's your legacy y'all? Are you ready or nah?
'Cause our worldly deeds are kin to the likes of Ozymandias
Our only hope is God up above and any plan He has
So if you think that pleasures on this Earth are everlasting
I suggest you take and read and peep Ecclesiastes
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair
But if you really look close there's not a thing there
We're chasin' the wind and we're chasin' the air
We're chasin' the air
I look around and see empires of dirt
I know you're on your grind, I know you put in work
We need to learn to number our days friend
Sit down be humble or be humbled in the end
Why would I gain the world and lose my soul?
Chasin' after endless lists of human goals
I'd rather kill my flesh than live lavish
Man forget rappin' we been chasin' what's plastic since Adam
But all things pass away in due time
It's ash from clay, dust to dust, mass decay
I live by the book of what the Master say
'Cause all these false prophets just are masquerades
So humble yourself. Have you had enough of yourself
Put your pride down and pick your bible up from the shelf
You'll never hear me doin' music just because of the sales
I preach a message of the faith, show you love that prevails
'Cause when the trumpet's revealed the comin' King who has all praise due
Know that He is making all things new
Say when the trumpet's revealed the comin' King who has all praise due
Know that He is making all things new
Coop
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair
But if you really look close there's not a thing there
We're chasin' the wind and we're chasin' the air
We're chasin' the air
I look around and see empires of dirt
I know you're on your grind, I know you put in work
We need to learn to number our days friend
Sit down be humble or be humbled in the end
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(He says) look on my works, ye mighty, and despair
But if you really look close there's not a thing there
We're chasin' the wind and we're chasin' the air
We're chasin' the air
I look around and see empires of dirt
I know you're on your grind, I know you put in work
We need to learn to number our days friend
Sit down be humble or be humbled in the end
There we go again, still braggin' on the conquest of Lo Debar
It's like we keep on finding new ways to make a lower bar
In this day and age mediocrity's profound
Ah man what a time to be around
People's reputations hanging on the worthless conquest of nothing
Like acquiring possessions and stacking up money
It's like building up a house on the sand
Death huffs and he puffs and blows it all 'round the land
Your bragging rights are wack, there I said it on a track
It's too late to take it back, humility is what you lack
Death comes for us all; short, tall, big or small
What's your legacy y'all? Are you ready or nah?
'Cause our worldly deeds are kin to the likes of Ozymandias
Our only hope is God up above and any plan He has
So if you think that pleasures on this Earth are everlasting
I suggest you take and read and peep Ecclesiastes
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair
But if you really look close there's not a thing there
We're chasin' the wind and we're chasin' the air
We're chasin' the air
I look around and see empires of dirt
I know you're on your grind, I know you put in work
We need to learn to number our days friend
Sit down be humble or be humbled in the end
Why would I gain the world and lose my soul?
Chasin' after endless lists of human goals
I'd rather kill my flesh than live lavish
Man forget rappin' we been chasin' what's plastic since Adam
But all things pass away in due time
It's ash from clay, dust to dust, mass decay
I live by the book of what the Master say
'Cause all these false prophets just are masquerades
So humble yourself. Have you had enough of yourself
Put your pride down and pick your bible up from the shelf
You'll never hear me doin' music just because of the sales
I preach a message of the faith, show you love that prevails
'Cause when the trumpet's revealed the comin' King who has all praise due
Know that He is making all things new
Say when the trumpet's revealed the comin' King who has all praise due
Know that He is making all things new
Coop
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair
But if you really look close there's not a thing there
We're chasin' the wind and we're chasin' the air
We're chasin' the air
I look around and see empires of dirt
I know you're on your grind, I know you put in work
We need to learn to number our days friend
Sit down be humble or be humbled in the end
But if you really look close there's not a thing there
We're chasin' the wind and we're chasin' the air
We're chasin' the air
I look around and see empires of dirt
I know you're on your grind, I know you put in work
We need to learn to number our days friend
Sit down be humble or be humbled in the end
There we go again, still braggin' on the conquest of Lo Debar
It's like we keep on finding new ways to make a lower bar
In this day and age mediocrity's profound
Ah man what a time to be around
People's reputations hanging on the worthless conquest of nothing
Like acquiring possessions and stacking up money
It's like building up a house on the sand
Death huffs and he puffs and blows it all 'round the land
Your bragging rights are wack, there I said it on a track
It's too late to take it back, humility is what you lack
Death comes for us all; short, tall, big or small
What's your legacy y'all? Are you ready or nah?
'Cause our worldly deeds are kin to the likes of Ozymandias
Our only hope is God up above and any plan He has
So if you think that pleasures on this Earth are everlasting
I suggest you take and read and peep Ecclesiastes
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair
But if you really look close there's not a thing there
We're chasin' the wind and we're chasin' the air
We're chasin' the air
I look around and see empires of dirt
I know you're on your grind, I know you put in work
We need to learn to number our days friend
Sit down be humble or be humbled in the end
Why would I gain the world and lose my soul?
Chasin' after endless lists of human goals
I'd rather kill my flesh than live lavish
Man forget rappin' we been chasin' what's plastic since Adam
But all things pass away in due time
It's ash from clay, dust to dust, mass decay
I live by the book of what the Master say
'Cause all these false prophets just are masquerades
So humble yourself. Have you had enough of yourself
Put your pride down and pick your bible up from the shelf
You'll never hear me doin' music just because of the sales
I preach a message of the faith, show you love that prevails
'Cause when the trumpet's revealed the comin' King who has all praise due
Know that He is making all things new
Say when the trumpet's revealed the comin' King who has all praise due
Know that He is making all things new
Coop
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair
But if you really look close there's not a thing there
We're chasin' the wind and we're chasin' the air
We're chasin' the air
I look around and see empires of dirt
I know you're on your grind, I know you put in work
We need to learn to number our days friend
Sit down be humble or be humbled in the end
Writer: Darius Mullin
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