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Album: Church Clothes, Vol. 2
Dre Murray
One woman in my living quarters
And I ain't throwing dollars to a side chick
Ciroc didn't play a part at all
I comb through it and it's the woman that I pick
Wedding hand on the left hand
Head first into the moshpit
And when that Marvin come on
I don't have to be cautious
You messin' up that good music
When you add the Consequence
Tryin' find forever minus God
Use your Common Sense
We set fire to your box
Keep your four squares
I hear you hating from the crowd
Screaming, "4 Squares!"
Yeah we christian
That's neither here nor there
The track still getting chewed up
Homie four pairs
Verse 2: Swoope
We say they missing out and that don't make no sense, eh?
YOLO's a no show for repeat
We syndicate
Following their passions
While we following the Master
So we sorta kinda imitate
Following what Sensei
Synonym
Sin in 'em
And it's the sin in us
If we keep it Benjamin
But the difference is that this life didn't pleasure us
Tried to let it rule us
But that ruler didn't measure up
So they question us
Living as king
"How He change your name to peace? ", you ain't get the metaphor
Let me write it down
Life's more than spinning wheels
Christ bought the foul
You can pick that letter up
Christon Gray
We're flawless
And we think we're better
It's official
Got it all together
We don't want 'em getting the wrong impressions
Cause that ain't real
That's a misconception
Been a struggle
Only Jesus kept us
And we still fall
So it's hard to get up
We don't want 'em getting the wrong impressions
Cause this is real
Ain't no misconception
Verse 3: Alex Faith
Got a girl on my arm
But that's my wife though
And I don't need a side piece
I don't like those
Lil mama working that body
Why she's eyes closed
Say his pockets way too fat
They need lipo
Twenty racks make it rain
Sparkles on dem bottles
Lift em up
Shawty bad
She look like a model
Rollin up, smoking loud
This is what we follow
Past that, looking back
Things are kind of hollow
I never be slaved the most in commons
Or that gucci polo
Louis vuitton and balenciaga
And miss me all together you squeezing that llama
We Live As Kings only mean that we living to please the Father
Verse 4: Christon Gray
Don't approach me
Better unproach me
My words were so killer
Even the gun quotes me, steel
Battle rappers murder
They probably quote me still
So sorry that I hurt 'em
Ey yo, I hope they heal
Had to peel appeal em was the mirage
But homie that wasn't real
They still live in they garage
They got trend setters and hell raisers
We stay in our own lane
We trailblazers
We all trail
We all failing constantly
Easy, that's a tall tail
Apostrophe
But we playing to lose all
A new sport
So tell 'em we bruise hard
Lecrae
They throw stones
I just pick em up and build (somethin)
I write in braille
So these listeners can feel (somethin)
I guess they figured if they kill us then we'll cease
They forgot this problem started
When they crucified our leader (frontin)
And who is we
We just some raggedy believers
Some hip-hop hybrids
Who married Mother Teresa
So they think but
They don't get to know me
They throw me out their circles for being a square (lonely)
Homie out the abundance of my heart
You hear my art speak
And I don't fit in your genre
Don't try to box me
But punch me in
I'm tryna give this beat a beating
Pleading with your eardrums
Until they bleed the blood of Jesus (Jesus)
But wait I know you think this here is gospel rapping
It's more like bringing balance
These rap scales full of crack and
The streets told me
Real killers move in silence
Then how come all these rappers out here talking violent
But let's take all your preconceptions or your misconceptions
That I'm something other than you
With a different direction
I'm south side Chicago
I'm southwest Atlanta
I'm Compton with manners
I'm good truth and bad grammar
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