The Bible says
He was in a pig pen
And he came to himself
And he went home
It's time for you to stop being
Comfortable at the bottom
Get your butt up
And get to where you're supposed to be
Live like you're supposed to live
You are a royal priesthood
Get where you belong
The perfect way to close this out
Closed mouths don't get fed
Well now i'm talking loud
If we ain't talking bout Yahweh
Then what we talking bout
I ask myself
Prevent conversations from going left
To the left where I start to lose myself
Where's iNAEL like Waldo?
I don't have a striped shirt
But I got some shell toes
This walk was hard
So a hard acts to folllow
How many bars can I go?
On and like a Erykah Badu song
But this my cypher
Been gripping mics so long
I callous on my right palm
And my right thumb
It ain't nothing to a mic checka
1-2-1-2
I do run through
Any space or any bar
Make the whole crowd move
With these God flows
These God bars
Yes I read the bible
Daily
I promise when in the zone
Can't nobody touch me
12:30 i'm getting no sleep
I'm too woke
Like Dr.Umar
Next to some white milk
Sorry I couldn't help it
Truth Unedited helps me
Peep out the jackers
Tryna trap us
It's getting deadly
And I be wondering where Yahweh be taking me
I see the mountain high
But the valley can use some saving
I'm very patient
But when you say go i'm racing
To the finish line
I been in primetime
Could care less if the world realize
I'm from a small town
Fort Wayne, Indiana
Where they either hoop or carry a blammer
It's sad though
I use to have mad hope
For mad growth
Until I went home
My people perish for the lack of knowledge
Often i'm pessimistic
But for the best I do wish
Lord save the wretched pitiful
Blind and naked
If it's in your will
Let it be done
Repeating words from your begotten Son
It is done
Finished
It is finished
I wanna thank everyone that has made it to the end of this project with me
These are the tales that I tell so we'll
A Psalmist Tales
Glory to Yahweh
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The Bible says
He was in a pig pen
And he came to himself
And he went home
It's time for you to stop being
Comfortable at the bottom
Get your butt up
And get to where you're supposed to be
Live like you're supposed to live
You are a royal priesthood
Get where you belong
The perfect way to close this out
Closed mouths don't get fed
Well now i'm talking loud
If we ain't talking bout Yahweh
Then what we talking bout
I ask myself
Prevent conversations from going left
To the left where I start to lose myself
Where's iNAEL like Waldo?
I don't have a striped shirt
But I got some shell toes
This walk was hard
So a hard acts to folllow
How many bars can I go?
On and like a Erykah Badu song
But this my cypher
Been gripping mics so long
I callous on my right palm
And my right thumb
It ain't nothing to a mic checka
1-2-1-2
I do run through
Any space or any bar
Make the whole crowd move
With these God flows
These God bars
Yes I read the bible
Daily
I promise when in the zone
Can't nobody touch me
12:30 i'm getting no sleep
I'm too woke
Like Dr.Umar
Next to some white milk
Sorry I couldn't help it
Truth Unedited helps me
Peep out the jackers
Tryna trap us
It's getting deadly
And I be wondering where Yahweh be taking me
I see the mountain high
But the valley can use some saving
I'm very patient
But when you say go i'm racing
To the finish line
I been in primetime
Could care less if the world realize
I'm from a small town
Fort Wayne, Indiana
Where they either hoop or carry a blammer
It's sad though
I use to have mad hope
For mad growth
Until I went home
My people perish for the lack of knowledge
Often i'm pessimistic
But for the best I do wish
Lord save the wretched pitiful
Blind and naked
If it's in your will
Let it be done
Repeating words from your begotten Son
It is done
Finished
It is finished
I wanna thank everyone that has made it to the end of this project with me
These are the tales that I tell so we'll
A Psalmist Tales
Glory to Yahweh
He was in a pig pen
And he came to himself
And he went home
It's time for you to stop being
Comfortable at the bottom
Get your butt up
And get to where you're supposed to be
Live like you're supposed to live
You are a royal priesthood
Get where you belong
The perfect way to close this out
Closed mouths don't get fed
Well now i'm talking loud
If we ain't talking bout Yahweh
Then what we talking bout
I ask myself
Prevent conversations from going left
To the left where I start to lose myself
Where's iNAEL like Waldo?
I don't have a striped shirt
But I got some shell toes
This walk was hard
So a hard acts to folllow
How many bars can I go?
On and like a Erykah Badu song
But this my cypher
Been gripping mics so long
I callous on my right palm
And my right thumb
It ain't nothing to a mic checka
1-2-1-2
I do run through
Any space or any bar
Make the whole crowd move
With these God flows
These God bars
Yes I read the bible
Daily
I promise when in the zone
Can't nobody touch me
12:30 i'm getting no sleep
I'm too woke
Like Dr.Umar
Next to some white milk
Sorry I couldn't help it
Truth Unedited helps me
Peep out the jackers
Tryna trap us
It's getting deadly
And I be wondering where Yahweh be taking me
I see the mountain high
But the valley can use some saving
I'm very patient
But when you say go i'm racing
To the finish line
I been in primetime
Could care less if the world realize
I'm from a small town
Fort Wayne, Indiana
Where they either hoop or carry a blammer
It's sad though
I use to have mad hope
For mad growth
Until I went home
My people perish for the lack of knowledge
Often i'm pessimistic
But for the best I do wish
Lord save the wretched pitiful
Blind and naked
If it's in your will
Let it be done
Repeating words from your begotten Son
It is done
Finished
It is finished
I wanna thank everyone that has made it to the end of this project with me
These are the tales that I tell so we'll
A Psalmist Tales
Glory to Yahweh
Writer: Inael Hopkins
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