Lecrae - Church Clothes 3 Album Lyrics

They out here prostitutin' kiddos
Fill they pockets with dinero
Pedophiles, pitiful
Sell a child to centerfold
Take they innocence, put in on the internet
Purities tainted, dignities shaken
Enslavin' the soul of all of these babies
And freedom got a price nobody payin'
Makin' money, American dream ain't it, nah!
It's a nightmare, don't fight fair for white here
Benjamin Franklins, killin' we hate for him
Write a song justifyin' the lies we take for him, hold up
They ain't with me, I'm willin' to wait for 'em
Lil' me sat up on the porch, thinkin' dolla bills
Stomach filled from another meal that my momma killed still
I can't keep still
I'd probably steal to keep a couple of Nike checks on the back of my heels
Grandma back on them pills
I need a stack of them bills
They say we slaves to the money
I guess we back in the field
I'ma go pursue my happiness, they told me it was free
But I'm still payin' for it, I'm indebted to this thing
Heard a prophet say the profit, don't focus on makin' change
Just focus on tryna be it and maybe you'll make a gain
Maybe you'll free the slaves, maybe you'll bring a change
The destinations are different but everyone's on the train

Freedom isn't free
But I still, I still believe in my freedom
So my mind can see
Please let me be free, please let me
Freedom

I'm out here chasin' this freedom
They out here choppin' my feet off
And if they catch me I'm Toby, but I ain't 'bout to believe it
King Kunta, king of coonin', or Kenan & Kel
Rather rot in a jail cell than be up in hell, well
Well done, is you cookin' or is you hearin' your Father say, "Well done"?
Is He lookin' at all your honors?
Modestly I'll be honest, I'm hangin' onto that promise
'Cause honestly I ain't really been everything that I oughta
Oughta be on my Harriet, bury me next to Honest Abe
Here's lies another man murdered for tryna free the slaves
I gave Chief Keef my number in New York this summer
I told him, I could get you free, I'm on my Nat Turner
Back burner, cookin' up a fat burger
While we shuck and jive to a song about a crack murder
Know we need a change but we threw it on the stage
Got some money and a soul and neither one of us saved
Slaves, get free

Freedom, it isn't free
But I still believe, I still believe in our freedom
So my mind can see
Please let me be free, please let me be free
Freedom
Freedom, freedom, freedom

We not playin' out here, it's for real. We livin' out here for life, we tryna to get it
Ain't nobody finna take our life
I keep my young homies out here with these things, my big homies keep handlin' me
And we keep it crackin'
My other name should've been Jesse James 'cause I stay with my cannon
I didn't have no choice, I was raised right around the corner from where we standin'
Hollow points in it and all of that, I'm ready. We gang bangin'

My cousin *beep* was a killer
He done pulled a lot of triggers
He done made a lot of mamas cry
And if you ask him why he do it he'd just say, "I'm young and foolish"
Bang on you right before he made them bullets fly

He ain't have no sense of dignity, his daddy was a mystery
He'll probably end up dead or sittin' in a penitentiary
And tell the judge he can go to hell for the sentence
And it probably make no sense to you but listen to the history:
The new Jim Crow or the old one
People out here fightin' for equality and honestly I think they owed some
Back and forth some
Cleaver got a message for the people
Bunchy with 'em and they tryna stop the evil
And they cliqued up with they fist up
The whole neighborhood feelin' like they meant somethin'
Then it was a mix-up, fed's got 'em fixed up
End of the movement, back to the bricks, bruh
And Raymond Washington about to start the Crips up
They gettin' bigger every day and tryna fix stuff
They saw Geronimo Pratt dodgin' bullets from attacks
Guess they figure, "We don't really want it this much"

You know originally, the gangs were created to protect everybody in the community
There was lynching and bombing going on and the gangs were there to protect
What people don't understand is that a lot of the leaders died
Medgar Evers (has been shot), Bunchy Carter (has been shot)
Fred Hampton (has been shot), MLK (has been shot in Memphis Tennessee)
These youngsters didn't have any direction
No leaders to look up to so they imploded on themselves

They say that Crip stands for Community
Revolutionary Interparty Service
Way before the genocide and the murders
A little after integration was the verdict
When bombs might go off at the Sunday service (baow)
They protectin' they community
Then it turn into diplomatic immunity
Then a fight against oppression was the pressin'
Now they keep on losin' battles and they started losin' unity
Now they beat each other blue-black
Force fed self hate 'till the truth crack
Got they own folks hidin' on the rooftops
They ain't finna take no more, they finna shoot back (baow)
Now they bond like a family they all bloods
From the concrete jungle to the small hoods
Throwin' signs up, now the crime's up
We was meant to kill oppression now we loadin' 9's up
But never mind us, grind us
Factory done closed, now a lot of people jobless
Now they got the drugs comin' in from Nicaragua
Government doe turned a blind eye, or they liars

It was a perfect storm
I mean, we're talkin' post-segregation
And what are you gonna do?
The factories have closed and no one's hiring anybody from the urban community
Be'cause of what you look like
And now there's a war going on in Nicaragua and drugs are being imported into your community
Are you gonna to sell drugs or are you gonna be homeless?
'cause the government's not paying attention

Huh, man you tell me
What's a reasonable man to say?
There's a high school in Alabama named after Robert E. Lee
And it's eighty-nine percent black, you don't see the irony?
What it do to a psyche, it's simple, you don't like me
What I'm 'posed to do now?
Delusional calling that system criminal justice
Where the rich and the guilty are safer than the poor and the innocent
Why would we listen?
When American churches scuff they Toms on our brother's dead bodies
As they march to stop gay marriage
We had issues with Planned Parenthood too
We just cared about black lives outside the womb just as much as in
Young man gon' find purpose somehow
And a nation was at least around
And when them vice lords told him he was of royal decent
And that war on drugs felt much more like war on the poor
He figured forget it
So why don't you come stay a while?
Tell us that the son of man walked on Egyptian
And Eastern soil and wasn't just a Western construct
Or master used to control us
But what the Master used to free us
And it was a crooked system just like this that left the King of Kings bloodless
Yeah, we are truly a descendant of a King
Only his reign is infinite
And being right is a distant second to the joy of compassion
Why don't you come stay a while?

Yeah, the whole world's gone crazy
People riot in the streets
Killin' unborn babies
Catchin' shots from police

Never thought that I would see the day
When I would have to pray for God to hold me down
Cause Lord, I feel like giving up today
I feel like giving up the faith
I swear these people fake, I swear they full of hate
I swear to tell the truth 'til I'm in the grave
Shots-shots fired, everybody quiet
Tryna hear the preacher, he ain't preachin' to the choir
Preachin' to the riots that he got fired
He ain't got no medicare, sippin' liquor in his chair
Blank stare, need a blank check, where your bank at?
Babies had a birthday, they gon' need a rain check
Rich man need a vacation, hop a plane
Broke man need a vacation, Mary Jane
Walk outside and everything is lovely
Butterflies in my stomach from this girl I wanna see
Party in the neighborhood and everybody on the street
They was on that Stevie Wonder now it's Frankie Beverly
I done seen days go crazy, time fly by
Maybe it was yesterday or maybe 65
Peace then war, sworn in, die
All too familiar, more lifetimes

One time for the memories, two times for the crew
Three times for the love, y'all
And Four times for the truth
And some days are a nightmare
And some dreams come true
But the Lord's still right there
It's just déjà vu
It's just déjà vu, déjà vu
It's just déjà vu, y'all
It's just déjà vu
It feel like Tribe Called Quest, it feel like De La Soul
It feel all too familiar, it feel like déjà vu

I said I love you, hit the door
Got a mission, gotta go
Yeah, it's cold, but I'm gon' pursue that
She said she love me but she know
I'm too old to be waiting for handout, boy you knew that
And if they try to keep me down
Hold my ground 'til they all look around
And they wonder, "Who that?"
They don't respect my mind, they'll respect my grind
So I told her, "I got to do that"
Now maybe I was talkin' to my lady
But I think I told my mama same thing
I told her I was all about the action
And then I got Ghostface in my dream
Déjà vu, parlez-vous français? Quoi de neuf?
Everything the same under the sun, that's why we burnin' up
Don't believe astrology, but man, I hated cancer
Breast, lung, throat, blood, prayin' for an answer
Seem like it was yesterday, they came and took your breath away
And I ain't get a chance to tell you everything I want to say
Now they say your sister got it too
Yeah, they say it's true
Guess it's never finished til it's you
Déjà vu

One time for the memories, two times for the crew
Three times for the love, y'all
Four times for the truth
Some days are a nightmare
And some dreams come true
But the Lord's still right there
It's just déjà vu, it's just déjà vu
Déjà vu
It's just déjà vu, y'all
It's just déjà vu

It's just déjà vu, déjà vu
It's just déjà vu, y'all
It's just déjà vu
And some days are a nightmare
And some dreams come true
But the Lord's still right there
It's just déjà vu

One thousand
Biz busy on the boards
I hear 'em cheering from the sidelines
Wait, hold up, I think they hatin'
People told me take my time, right?
Nah, they tired of waitin'
They say "Crae, you sold your soul, man"
For real? Who bought it?
"Let the Spirit take control, man"
I don't go nowhere without Him

They scared that I'ma cause these babies to stumble
They scared that my integrity is gon' crumble, appreciate the prayers
But all that pressure either gon' make you humble
Or make you hang out on the sidelines, and fear you gon' fumble
Put me in coach, ain't out here flexin' for nobody
I was born to do it, God don't make mistakes and say I'm sorry
He ain't never dropped the ball
I don't never plan to fumble
Catch me runnin' with them lions
Reggie Bushin' in the jungle
Came from nothin'
I remember spendin' summers on the corner with my cousin Shootin' dice and playin' dozens
Me and BJ in that Cutlass, CD playin' missin' buttons
Up at Lincoln High in Dallas with that Jesus Muzik bumpin'
Now it's Joseph graduation
Turn on that radio and T-Dot on the station
I remember when we used to split the rent up
UGK was bangin' loud inside his pickup
Wait, let me pick up
Back when promoters wouldn't let me back in
'Less I pay 'em on a back end, that ain't happenin'
We just pray to God that somehow He would let us crack in
Tore that door off of them hinges
Told us, "Get it crackin'"

I hear them cheering from the sidelines
People told me take my time, right?
Hear 'em cheerin' from the sidelines
Hold up, I think they hatin'
People told me take my time, right?
They tired of waitin'

They braggin' they in the buildin'
Ain't building nothin'
We out here building the children, you know I love 'em, boy
Spit it how I live, feel it in my breath
Walking it like I talk, put it to the test
Gina, get to steppin, we get to startin'
You dream of bein' a king but you watchin' the wrong Martin, Bruh Man
This ain't the fifth floor, it's the penthouse
Either you change your outlook or get out
And life ain't never been a dream, you just oversleepin'
If it wasn't hard work, they probably cheatin'
Give that arrogance some rest
This ain't happen overnight, that's why I do this thing to death
I might do this 'till I'm deaf, dumb and blind
You know I don't need my eyes to see my faith working fine
Never mind me
I ain't worried about how they define me
Long as they can find me they'll never confine me

I hear them cheering from the sidelines
People tell me take my time, right?
I hear 'em cheering from the sidelines
Hold up, I think they hatin'
People tell me take my time, right?
They tired of waitin'

But I, keep cruisin', cruisin', cruisin'
But I, keep cruisin', cruisin', cruisin'
But I, keep cruisin', cruisin', cruisin'
But I, keep cruisin', cruisin', cruisin'

I woke up, kinda late
All good, thank God
Hit the shower, hit the closet, hit the mirror, stay fly
Really I'm rockin' some sweats
Oh well, I'm still feelin' blessed
Get fully dressed, walk in the kitchen
She already made me a plate, kinda impressed
And that sun shinin', it's good weather I'm feelin' good
Got the good book, I'ma read up
Put my feet up and then hit the hood
Gotta go cause the jeep got the top off
Throw my real shades on, not my knock-offs
On the street like fifteen minutes and the lights stay green
Boy, the team might win it
Slow down, speed got limits
But I'm cruisin', knee-deep in it
At the car wash, cleaned the Jeep and found a ten dollar bill in between the seats
I gave it to the man on the corner
Had a sign up sayin' he was hungry
Yeah, the world kinda crazy and the folks kinda foolish
But I keep cruisin'

But I, keep cruisin', cruisin', cruisin'
But I, keep cruisin', cruisin', 'sin

Cruisin', feelin' good, yo
I remember livin' in the hood bro
Death rate high and the funds low
When I used to get by on crumbs bro
Went to the park to get the scoop
Saw the home boys out there shootin' hoop
And my shot kinda rusty but the fade clean
And me and Steph Curry on the same team
Win it like back to back
Nobody really want it after that
Feelin' like a young Doctor J
They can't stop the J, they can't block my pace
It's true that they can't stop the rain of my shot today
And my girl still fine as ever
So when she hit my phone I had to stop the game
Later on, time to eat
Favorite restaurant, open seat
Sunset, the scenery
Told my lady, "Lean on me"
After that jump in the whip and we in a wind
Tomorrow may not be another win
But until then I'ma keep on moving
Cool it, I'ma keep cruising

But I, keep cruisin', cruisin', cruisin'
But I, keep cruisin', cruisin', 'sin

Windows rolled down but the night's goin' up
If you got the fire you can ride with us
Feelin' real good, I can't get enough
You know how we do it
Yeah, baby we cruisin'
[x2]

But I, keep cruisin', cruisin', cruisin'
But I, keep cruisin', cruisin', 'sin
But I, keep cruisin', cruisin', cruisin'
But I, keep cruisin', cruisin', cruisin'

I'm hearin' screams and they sayin' we sold out
But I'm hearin' screams from the stands 'cause we sold out, it's so loud
I got one life so I spend time tryna live 'til the next one
If you don't like it, cool
It is what it is, it is what it is
It is what it is, it is what it is
My plate too full to sample that dish
It is what it is, it is what it is
I'm handlin' biz, it is what it is
It is what it is, it is what it is

Some like, I ain't really feelin' that bruh
I ain't with religious rap, bruh
Some sayin' it is devil rap
Illuminati-on-another-level rap
Fell flat from heaven went to hell and back, huh?
A lot of radio ain't givin' no play, but it's ok
'Cause my day one's been A-1
Before the co-signs and the pros came (uh)
Where you been, been boy, boy?
You ain't been keepin' up
Church Clothes 1 and 2, then Anomaly
You probably need to turn your speakers up
And now I'm on my third tape
And I just might drop it on a Thursday
So tell the industry and my enemy
That your man wouldn't follow in they rules in the first place
Thirty plus in the residential
In the truck feelin' presidential
With my girl lookin' detrimental
Killin' anything tryna to be a side piece out my mental
Outta your mind
You thinkin' I'm leavin' my baby by marchin' for dimes?
You'll get that curve, you way out of line
Gave her that rock, I'm stayin' with mine
I keep the huddle mad tight, too many players I don't trust now
You wasn't with me on the 4th down, huh?
Then you can miss me when I touchdown
And that's no shade, no shade
It's just those games, I don't play
I'm gettin' wiser with more age
And realizin' some gonna hate
And that's okay

I'm hearin' screams and they sayin' we sold out
But I'm hearin' screams from the stands 'cause we sold out, it's so loud
I got one life so I spend time tryna live 'til the next one
If you don't like it, cool
It is what it is, it is what it is
It is what it is, it is what it is
My plate too full to sample that dish
It is what it is, it is what it is
I'm handlin' biz, it is what it is
It is what it is, it is what it is

Hold up
Let me get a minute from the flexin'
Foreign cars and the million dollar jets
And futuristic clothes, feelin' like a Jetson
'Cause keep it trill, it ain't really that impressive
Blessed, but I ain't frontin' with the Grammys or the fame
I'm just stuntin' with my family unashamed
And cats say, Crae, you done got it all
In the gym workin' hard, you should show it off
Nah, that ain't never been my forte
Pride come before the fall, what the Word say
And I've been eatin' off the wordplay
Working hard on the lyrics that the world play
Remember where I came from in the first place
It's all a gift, every breath is a birthday
So I spend time tryna find all of these souls lost
'Cause it's a wasted time if I got it all and they souls lost
I ain't tryna to ball
If that's what you feel then your goals off
It's a different game tryna get this truth
Put you on and then go off
So, yeah, I may swag at award shows
Get some jet lag from a tour show
Keep a couple abs on my torso
But none of that is gon' matter when the horn blow
I ain't tryna front for them flashin' lights
Man they had us, life is a gift
So if last night was my last night, them I'm good
It is what it is

I'm hearin' screams and they sayin' we sold out
But I'm hearin' screams from the stands 'cause we sold out, it's so loud
I got one life so I spend time tryna live 'til the next one
If you don't like it, cool
It is what it is, it is what it is
It is what it is, it is what it is
My plate too full to sample that dish
It is what it is, it is what it is
I'm handlin' biz, it is what it is
It is what it is, it is what it is

[Lecrae:]
Never been no one to waste time
Keep that beat up like a drummer on a bass line
Lil' momma tryna hit me with the waistline
She don't see I got my lady on FaceTime
I'm unashamed, can't stop that
You feelin' like a hater, stop that
They told me, "Hold up 'fore you drop that"
I'ma do it, pull the top back
'06, top down
Four fours, block now
I'ma do me, let the critics go on talk now
Right hand don't even know what the left hand doin'
How I'm gon' be worried 'bout what the next man doin'?

[Drew Allen:]
Like I'm in the coupe and I'm too gone
Headed to the sky where I'm gon' go
They throwin' shade but it's cool though
I'ma do me and we on the same team
Yeah, watch how I'm doin' me
I can't do you, cause I'm doin' me
Yeah, I know they feel how I'm doin' me
But they gon' get a thrill how I'm doin' me

[E-40:]
They call me E-40 but not the Sigma brush
Got my name from drinkin' 40's, used to rush
Cars cookin', cookin' them jelly jars
Yeah you a Jedi charge it up for a hover ride
Now I'm getting microphone profit
Look like I got sandbags in my pocket
Baby on my boots but it's too late
She hungry to her I look like a plate
Let me be straight up
You need to get your weight up
Stop worryin' about the next put your hate up
When my money was low I stayed high
With my chin in the sky, do or die

[Drew Allen:]
Like I'm in the coupe and I'm too gone
Headed to the sky where I'm gon' go
They throwin' shade but it's cool though
I'ma do me and we on the same team
Yeah, watch how I'm doin' me
I can't do you, cause I'm doin' me
Yeah, I know they feel how I'm doin' me
But they gon' get a thrill how I'm doin' me

[Lecrae:]
They hopin' I keep it cookin' and keep it poppin'
The studio, the kitchen
We mixin' up the product
Got a lot of haters, couple critics, never stoppin'
Me and God be talkin', He told me not to bother
I got a master plan from the Master
So let 'em talk about me while I'm lookin' crazy dancin'
My clothes don't match and my holes got a pants
Wait, I think I may have man said it backwards
It's cool though, how you do that there?
Actin' like nobody know what you do back there
I hear that hate a mile away, I know it's you back there
I ain't dwellin' on it, I ain't tryna do that there

[Drew Allen:]
Like I'm in the coupe and I'm too gone
Headed to the sky where I'm gon' go
They throwin' shade but it's cool though
I'ma do me and we on the same team
Yeah, watch how I'm doin' me
I can't do you, cause I'm doin' me
Yeah, I know they feel how I'm doin' me
But they gon' get a thrill how I'm doin' me

I can't do it like you, no, no
Yeah, cause I'm doin' me

Good morning to you (la la la la la la)
You're mine
Good morning to you
You're mine
Good morning to you
You're mine (yeah)
Good morning to you (you know)
You're mine

I know a lot of guys out there are tryna steal your heart
But a real man hold onto it tight, 'til death do you part
Momma done raised me right tryna' make me a knight, life
Shinin' armor, don't harm her, arm her with all your honor
And don't mind me that's just wordplay
I ain't playin' with it, that's heresy
That's hairspray, that's shop talk
You stayin' with me?
I never knew a love like this
Gotta be something for me to write this
Pray to God that when you hear you like this
The way that I feel girl it's hard to fight this
You're my queen, you're my lady
We can make war, make babies
Yeah, you know like Meth and Mary
No side chicks and no secondary
No shoppin' 'round it's just commissary
I'm locked down 'til the cemetery, my whole life
My old life, don't worry 'bout it
It's been buried

And you've got my heart and my soul in your hands
You change my future with a glance
A wife and a kid, a house and a whip
It don't matter cause whatever it is, whatever it is
With you by my side I'ma do it forever
I'ma do this forever, I'ma do it forever
I'ma do this forever

Now listen
Any boy can go find a girl and try to satisfy her for a whole night
But a real man can take one woman and satisfy her for a whole life
Flex talk, sex talk
It seems that's all they talk about
But real love is them sacrifices that you make for me when I'm out of town
They don't know why you hold me down
How you hold me down
Been here, been real, been trill
Never sold me out
Some stay in love and some fight together
Some breakin' up and some runnin' out
And they love you lookin' all out of shape
Let's marathon it, let's work it out forever

And you've got my heart and my soul in your hands
You change my future with a glance
A wife and a kid, a house and a whip
It don't matter cause whatever it is, whatever it is
With you by my side I'ma do it forever
I'ma do this forever, I'ma do it forever
I'ma do this forever

Fictitious foolies got me on a sick one
I'm still from Tha Side ready to die for the mission
Or meditate it, then I levitated
Elevated, celebrated
You should celebrate it, this is that embedded greatness
Good, good God
I'm a mad man, mathematics, statics
Stealin' the stars
I'm a bad man, bask into battle
I'm a battered mad hatter with the earth on a platter
Meek and mild 'til I get freakin' wild
It's a misconception messin' with your intellect
I reckon it'll be neck and neck
Before I let the deck eject the message
This is not a warning, this is what you wanted on the table
'Crae, let 'em know the lil' homie willin' and able
It's Givez

Vegas, get active
Flippin' your city like gentrification all in the ghetto upon a dirty mattress
Word to that sister actress
Nevada gets it crackin'
It's hot and J got a jacket
We'll peddle back if you askin' if love's a long practice
Full metal jacket dually known as a banana clip when rappin'
That's a loaded magazine of ammunition
Plan out snippets so these magazines don't go bananas
Over loaded clips or flows floatin'
Only showin' sinkin' ships ten percent of why he's frozen
Let it go, it's hotter than sprinters in Arizona
Juxtapose 'em to a snowman in Nova Scotia
It's rap's Christopher Nolan
Picture me rollin', pistol emoji, blaow
This a misconception triple threat
Did Givens flex?
Still a Christian, yep
Don't need acknowledgement, just respect the conglomerate
Double tap it and follow it
They shocked to see us like Donald Trump up in a taqueria
Watchin' Evita, cryin' over Argentina
Or Maria dominatin' Serena
I'm tryna find a big homie for Slim Jesus
Thesis of a new hope
More hardcore than Star Wars part four rated R
Or Rosa Parks or feet kicked off the bus exitin' starboard
Light saves like a time change
Hands up and down like a sine wave
Gospel be the humble, don't sleep the beast is a mind frame

They told me that rap was stacked
Is it tracks, is it facts?
Is it trap, is it rats?
When metaphors, you ready for the medics stored inside it
Is it similes or violence?
Is it sympathy or similar
The sinner's lord's inside 'em
The problem ain't wordplay
I get schizophrenic with sittin', straight jackin' the beat
Blood all on it, hashtag
A dracula scheme, trick or treat
It ain't magic, I'ma vanish when I pass to the team
Thirty-two half that
Grab a 16 and let us shoot
Betty Boop wit the black top
I'm a mascot for the dreaded truth
Locks all in my head, ain't no chain that I hang from
But He hang from where I came from, that's death
Guess what, I ain't done
I'm rappin'
Beneath it is Jesus reachin' for actors
Living halle', add the 'lujah with the asterisk
Correction, then bury the body under the mattress
Livin' my dream while you sleepin' in different caskets

Look, I was created to make a statement
A sentence sent us to earth on this mission
Tryna make a way for my siblings
Brothers and sisters who drinkin'
Out of them cisterns with cracks in 'em
Listen but lack hearin'
Who lookin' but lack vision
Initially made in the Lord's image, dynamic
Nothing lackin', magic couldn't make it happen
Look at us, you hear us rappin'
That ain't complaining but how can they be mad at all?
King dreamed a dream but we seen scenes that'll make us awe
Change the channel, we channel all of this energy
Pretend to be savages, we ravage our so-called enemies
That look like us
But it look like us ain't gon' make it less we shake it
We can't look back much
Turned around to give a helping hand
I'm like, man, they gon' make it, makin' baking soda boiling inside these pans
Now they're wondering, is it rap or is it Gospel?
Look all you need to know is I was dead, now I'm not though
Real recognizing real, and if they don't love me like Pac
They better respect how I'm movin' and that I'm never gon' stop
I hit my pastor on the cell, I said, I'm catching hell
Well, what you think they did to Jesus?
Only time will tell
Can't believe we rap about the faith and people like the sound
We out here workin' in the streets, you better ask around
Tell them other rappers we don't want it, they can have the crown
They have to lay it down when you hear that trumpet sound
We know who got the keys to the kingdom
When the King come, crown Him, and your king dumb if his kingdom ain't bout Him
Say it with your chest, when the bishop is the king and the knight
The queen get the rest
I'm the only pawn that's on one, back in two thousand and one
I was wishin' labels signed me, but now I own one
That ain't braggin', that's just motivation
Get your education, this industry overrated, Satan-saturated
Folk be lyin' to your face, and sayin' they glad you made it
Turn your back and you can hear 'em hatin' in they conversation
Oh, snake face with the same bait
And the same fate, fate, fate, that get your face ate, zero-eight bass
Nah, base like the base plate
How you runnin' home?
You ain't in that zone, they don't let it slide
You ain't safe
Wonder how do we survive in this suicide, do or die jungle?
Let the Spirit lead like He want to

Yeah, Misconceptions 3
Come and mess with we, yeah
Givens, Givez, Jackie, 'Crae, we out

I'm livin' like you should wanna know what I know
Remember this, you will always reap what you sow
Gotta keep it real, hold it down on the low
Never been fearin', nah, nah, nah, nah
So I wouldn't know (I wouldn't know)
I wouldn't know (I wouldn't know, wouldn't know, wouldn't know)
I wouldn't know (I wouldn't, I wouldn't)
I wouldn't know (I wouldn't, wouldn't)

They say I'm goin' out my head right now
They say I'm gon' fail right now
Maybe you was countin' bands all night
You trappin' out the bando now?
I wouldn't know
You ain't runnin' the streets, you just runnin' your mouth
I no hear what they speak
I just walk like I talk, got that light to my path
And that lamp to my feet
But the feelin' so sweet, got me feelin' like a beast
A sickness and God as my witness
Boy, the foreign car makin' my pockets pretentious, Lord
Somebody help me
I done seen things I don't wanna see
I'm out runnin' through the streets
Heard somebody callin' me and sayin' we should meet
But I wouldn't know
Yeah, they probably talkin' 'bout me
Probably plenty of 'em sayin' that they doubt me
Keep them folk from 'round me
Father, keep me grounded
I wouldn't know 'cause I never be around them, no
Twenty, fifty, one-hundred, stuntin', stuntin', stuntin'
Look what we becomin' (look what we becomin')
Heard that reaper coming but this what you wanted
So I wouldn't know

I'm livin' like you should wanna know what I know
Remember this, you will always reap what you sow
Gotta keep it real, hold it down on the low
Never been fearin', nah, nah, nah, nah
So I wouldn't know (I wouldn't know)
I wouldn't know (I wouldn't know, wouldn't know, wouldn't know)
I wouldn't know (I wouldn't, I wouldn't)
I wouldn't know (I wouldn't, wouldn't)

Hundred bands, you got a hundred grand, hundred grand
That is easily a scholarship
You'd rather go the club and blow all of it
I don't wanna judge, but you won't get your honor, yeah
We don't care what you did on the 'gram
Boy, you aborted the mission and I got the sonogram
Haven't you, haven't you noticed
Rappers they flex on the place where they come from
They brag that they eatin' while we got no groceries
American dreams
Barely Americans really do dream
That couldn't leave heritage, we marry codeine
Start from the bottom and never do leave, geez
I am for the people, you are for the paper
Breakin' cycles, make disciples that's all that I know
Made it out to make a route
Hate about us makin' clout
Racin' 'bout what faith endowed
See amazin' grace, invading spaces, changin' places now

I'm livin' like you should wanna know what I know (I know nothing y'all)
Remember this, you will always reap what you sow
Gotta keep it real, hold it down on the low
Never been fearin', nah, nah, nah, nah
So I wouldn't know (I wouldn't know)
I wouldn't know (I wouldn't know, wouldn't know, wouldn't know)
I wouldn't know (I wouldn't, I wouldn't)
I wouldn't know (I wouldn't, wouldn't)