Album: Play God - Single
Intro: Prodi Da Prodigal
Trvth Music, Norf Philly in the buildin'
TLS, stand up, let's go
Uh
Verse 1: Prodi Da Prodigal
Ten thousand I was with my pen, my circle just flawless
For my God I do it big with the Christopher Wallace
Thought I was ill, sin had me sicker than staphylococcus
Without Christ I was livin' dead like a walkin' carcass, uh
Homies gettin' killed, the rate is alarmin', uh
Daily watchin' out for the narcs and the tourists
That's the old life, I've been transformed, boy, that's all Christ
All praise to Risen Son, He brought me through some long nights
I done seen a lot of things, I could talk about it
I done did a lot of things, I shouldn't talk about 'em
Tell it like it is, ain't no need to walk around this
Some of y'all talk about the streets just to glorify it
God took me from the streets so I'ma glorify Him
The state of CHH is so polarizin'
TLS gon' show what happens when you organize it
Die to self like all your organs dyin'
This is what it sound like when soldiers is mobilizin'
Devil planned to take my soul, but Jesus overrides it
The Scriptures hit like the eagle, my flow the flyest
Y'all burnin' weird fire, I see some strange smoke arisin'
Sayin' God said it when God ain't authorize it
I'm all with truth so devil lies, with ease I recognize it
Seek and destroy, trust, you don't want beef with the boy
No, I ain't from Chi-Town, but tell me who's makin' iller noise
Than this Philly boy, everlastin' peace, you can't kill my joy
Kick your stance, I'm like soldiers marchin' that been deployed
This the harvest, I stay on my job
Y'all only try to get ahead, end up like Isaiah Rashad
Get sat down real quick for tryna play God
He the Alpha and Omega, you can never play God
Verse 2: Alcott
Yeah, what's a demigod to the will of God?
Divine narrative can't be shifted, it's solidified
So quit tryna play God and get a job (Yeah)
People fake to get ahead like they was runnin' stick-and-nods (Uh)
And expect to be rewarded for purported importance
These self-absorbed dudes askin' where's the glory, Ichabod (Uh)
Crane your neck to put your nose where it ain't welcome, in the palace?
Horsemen of the apocalypse could stop your lips from talkin' reckless (Woo)
Scoffin' a higher power, how often that pride devours
Any speck upon this nation of fraudulent lies from cowards
Dominate the airwaves, on the back of the neck they hair raise
'Cause I'm afraid that we erase the path to heaven's stairways
Appear fake (Look), that's my observation
I'm just tryna start a conversation, me and Prodi body beats
At any spark of provocation, this exhibit A (Look)
Liberated, sinners who Messiah chose to vindicate
We finna take every chance given to stand with Him (Yeah), this life is not my own (Yeah)
I'ma find a close where the Father goes, this world is not my home
Chorus: Alcott
Oh Lord, lot of y'all is tryna play God
'Bout to end up with some not great odds (Woo)
Heard the devil long won the night and he be tryna take lives
So be careful where you let your faith lie, praise God
Oh Lord, lot of y'all is tryna play God
'Bout to end up with some not great odds (Woo)
Heard the devil long won the night and he be tryna take lives
So be careful where you let your faith lie, praise God
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