Kunci: C minor
Verse 1
Cm
When it started we was down by,
church fallacy as time went by
We took on the appearance of being fit,
but in reality we're not
We're still trapped in the shallow
mentality of gospel rap
Bb
These are the secrets of life,
Bb
Hidden so that all understand,
Bb
So we journey dropping theories of
Christ, grammatically
Cm
Bb
To awaken those who sleep,
through lyrical caffeination
Cm
Bb
Bonafide creations bore fruit,
Eb
Cm
through verbal knowledge
Bb
As the apparatus of seeds
Cm
on good soil had fallen
But callings of yes,
Bb
Cm
y 'all into the beat started to fade
Ascending, approaching death,
Bb
Cm
as the roots reached the pavement
Disciples of
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Christ's teachings took surface,
blooming in seasons
Cm
But autumn sparked suffocation,
Bb
Cm
influenced by niggas weeded
Eb
Duplicated illustrations,
Bb
took form as gospel dangers
Eb
Cm
Bb
Ex ploited and victimized by
industry files of waging
Cm
Eb
Bb
Anxiously I see emcees bear
Took root, underground,
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Cm
as rats funneled through tunnels
Bb
Cm
Direction, emerging surface,
Bb
submerged within the harvest
Cm
Bb
Manifested by seeds of
another that was infested
Cm
Eb
Bb
Unlike the rest, through the rain
Cm
and cold we stood the test
First ten and twenty,
Bb
then a hundred fold less
Cm
Bb
Eb
Bb
In this, well pleased, so on the
Sabbath they will rest
Eb
Cm
Bb
Six days, five seeds,
prophecy is manifest
Cm
Bb
Cm
Motivated by what's being illustrated
Bb
Cm
By those who talk loud,
Bb
thereby bringing distortion
Cm
Bb
To both my optical and audio senses
for the mirage of skill
Bb
Cm
You still tryin' to keep real,
Eb
so I'm here to connect
Bb
Cm
You laid or changed the
course of these events
To guide you toward the demise
Bb
Cm
of your pretense
Therefore my strategic positioning
Bb
Cm
for this offensive attack
Is fueled by your burning
Gm
Cm
desire for being whack
So how you react to this po
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Cm
Bb
tentially volatile situation
Gm
Will conduct the symphony
F
Fm
of sympathy you attract
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F
Cm
The sky's peeled back,
Bb
Cm
I'll write down fact on this rich track
Gm
Bb
Static, air, pan, clap,
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Cm
Eb
whatever, I just rap
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Cm
Bb
You understand me ill coined phrase,
Bb
Gm
Bb
By it you turn heads off like the
Cm
Bb
Cm
Until now, it's been a long time coming
Gm
F
Now the sludge resides at the top like
Fm
Mr.
F
Drum
Cm
Bb
And evident to the inner eye,
no longer discreet
Gm
Cm
Bb
True motives get unclothed as words
Cm
become concrete and tangible
Though the brothers begin acting stranger
Anti -ambassadors of one
Cm
Like orphans to the industry,
Bb
Cm
nobody wants me
Bb
Passed around by foster labels won
Cm
dering if they plan to dump me
Eb
Bb
One side is called mainstream,
Cm
but really I see no difference
Where's the 50 % ministry,
Bb
Cm
Bb
50 % business?
Cm
Bb
Currently it's 1090,
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Bb
Cm
with the latter always trailing
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Cm
Bb
As the cross fades away with the
Cm
realness of the nailing
Eb
Bb
Cm
Getting over using spiritual parameters
Eb
Bb
to evolve your level in society
Cm
That's what gospel means to me
Eb
Bb
Cm
Rolling down the river of
Christian seeds
Bb
Wishing to knock them upside their heads with my oars,
Cm
Bb
Blood trickles from the
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pores of the fickle
Cm
Bb
Cm
Lose control from they fancy being tickled
Bb
How steppers get their peppers peckled?
Cm
How do you keep it real
when you synthetic?
Eb
So pathetic, unlikely eating more eight than
HIV
You're doing more harm than help
with chameleonic skills
Latching on to flavors of the month
Arms folded on window sills
Eb
Cm
Finding oddities, you call commodities
You false prodigies, I'm judging
Bb
You're catching life's sen
tences for your sodomy
Cm
Bb
I clutch a cloud through well
Bb
Cm
Collaboration with
Cm
DJ on a permanent vacation
Gm
Eb
Bb
I dabble in word placement,
some kind of
Cm
Eb
Cm
Bb
Cm
Fragments into stories, rezontian skyscrapin' I
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Bb
be takin' lashes from them cats who cannot
Rulin' secular cyphers with no shame,
proclaimin'
Christ's name
Irregular writer on mics,
I'm named the mediocre
artist
Bb
Cm
The spots I be in the so
-called hardest,
Christian rappers be discarded
Bb
Cm
An d it's odd,
Cm
when I catch they shows, they
claim they ain't no joke
Bb
Cm
But two people,
Matt
Project, blowed, and
Cm
they be in the back straight takin' notes
Fool, I rock both,
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Cm
my pendulum swings on each
Gm
F
arena I'm elevatin' gospel rap from
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F
Cm
Bb
Cm
Gm
Nashville
F
Cm
Now when it started we was bound by church fallacy,
as time went by we took on the appearance
of being free, but in reality we're not,
we're still trapped in the shallow mentality of
gospel rap.
Cm
Eb
Bb
Cm
When it started we was bound by church fallacy,
Bb
Cm
as time went by we took on the appearance
Our are being free
Bb
Eb
But in reality we're not
Bb
Cm
We're still trapped in
the shallow mentality
Cm
Gm
When it started, we was bound
Cm
Bb
By
Cm
Eb
Bb
Cm
church fallacy
Cm
Bb
As time went by we took on the
appearance of being free
But in reality we're not
We're still trapped in the
shallow mentality of gospel rap
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