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Izzy Serious - Psalm 23 Lyrics



Izzy Serious - Psalm 23 Lyrics




I ain't got time for jive suckas I'm tryna survive the ruckus
That I'm surrounded by they tryna test a brother
I'm not super fly never on no Ron O'Neal
I just found peace from the passion of the mass appeal
The daily dig in me pushing me to the edge
Killin me with criticism critically claiming me dead
But Messiah hold me together the pressure never
Lead me to Haitian Cush in the dark with a Cinderella
Broken glass reflect the fact that there's beauty in the pain
Listening to doves cry walking in the purple reign
Worshipping the Majestic resisting personal gain
Slummies playing the candy man with heroin and cocane
Psalms 23 rattling in my brain
Got me tipping like I'm pimpin with a fur coat and a cane
In valley of socioeconomic strain
I stay peace cause when I creep, I keep it in Jesus name

Honey Love see me coming a mile a way
Black panther with the strut not ya everyday foxy dame
Moving slow like snake with the quiet game
Sniffin for the jurisdiction to parade in lingerie
Tryin to play Eve with her fruit out on display
Hood harlot humming harmonies with the heavenly frame
Flesh get figgity figuring what a shame
Proverbs 31 woman is a woman that should be praised
Integrity intact brothers thinking me strange
I didn't take advantage of her so they say I must be gay
Pressure to masquerade as a macho pop-o gustapo
Arresting these mamacitas and leaving their hearts hollow
Psalms 23 rattling in my brain
Got me tipping like I'm pimpin with a fur coat and a cane
In valley of socioeconomic strain
I stay peace cause when I creep, I keep it in Jesus name

Cherries and berries are scary when your Puerto Rican
Getting pulled over with the fuzz at the window screaming
I stay cool but these fools want me to catch a beating
The more I say yes sir the more they wanna start squeezing
No probable cause but I'm still in hand cuffs
Cause they searching the V and think I might act tough
They get their dogs out to sniff through the whole joint
And got their guns drawn just so they can prove a point
But you say these cowboys are doing their job
Cause I fit the description of a dude that like to rob
What's that: two arms, two legs and a brown face
And I'm still praying they keep the neighborhood safe
Psalms 23 rattling in my brain
Got me tipping like I'm pimpin with a fur coat and a cane
In Valley of socioeconomic strain
I stay peace cause when I creep, I keep it in Jesus name
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I ain't got time for jive suckas I'm tryna survive the ruckus
That I'm surrounded by they tryna test a brother
I'm not super fly never on no Ron O'Neal
I just found peace from the passion of the mass appeal
The daily dig in me pushing me to the edge
Killin me with criticism critically claiming me dead
But Messiah hold me together the pressure never
Lead me to Haitian Cush in the dark with a Cinderella
Broken glass reflect the fact that there's beauty in the pain
Listening to doves cry walking in the purple reign
Worshipping the Majestic resisting personal gain
Slummies playing the candy man with heroin and cocane
Psalms 23 rattling in my brain
Got me tipping like I'm pimpin with a fur coat and a cane
In valley of socioeconomic strain
I stay peace cause when I creep, I keep it in Jesus name

Honey Love see me coming a mile a way
Black panther with the strut not ya everyday foxy dame
Moving slow like snake with the quiet game
Sniffin for the jurisdiction to parade in lingerie
Tryin to play Eve with her fruit out on display
Hood harlot humming harmonies with the heavenly frame
Flesh get figgity figuring what a shame
Proverbs 31 woman is a woman that should be praised
Integrity intact brothers thinking me strange
I didn't take advantage of her so they say I must be gay
Pressure to masquerade as a macho pop-o gustapo
Arresting these mamacitas and leaving their hearts hollow
Psalms 23 rattling in my brain
Got me tipping like I'm pimpin with a fur coat and a cane
In valley of socioeconomic strain
I stay peace cause when I creep, I keep it in Jesus name

Cherries and berries are scary when your Puerto Rican
Getting pulled over with the fuzz at the window screaming
I stay cool but these fools want me to catch a beating
The more I say yes sir the more they wanna start squeezing
No probable cause but I'm still in hand cuffs
Cause they searching the V and think I might act tough
They get their dogs out to sniff through the whole joint
And got their guns drawn just so they can prove a point
But you say these cowboys are doing their job
Cause I fit the description of a dude that like to rob
What's that: two arms, two legs and a brown face
And I'm still praying they keep the neighborhood safe
Psalms 23 rattling in my brain
Got me tipping like I'm pimpin with a fur coat and a cane
In Valley of socioeconomic strain
I stay peace cause when I creep, I keep it in Jesus name
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Writer: Rudy Ramos Jr.
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Written by: Rudy Ramos Jr.

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