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Verse 1 (Big Crit):
Awakened from my slumber by the thunder, lightning clappinâ___
Raininâ on my window pane and praying I make something happen
A preacherâs prophecies never bothered me when I was younger
Sittinâ on my grandmaâs lap, and she cried, I often wondered
âWhat was her tears for? Could it be for my grandfather?â
Or maybe she felt for me cuz Iâd see more of those cold tomorrows
Than sheâd see. The world would up and turn on me
Cuz the morals that she often spoke were meant for 1923
I fall asleep off in her arms, a psalm was spoken
âThe Lord is surely my shepherdâ and âlead me to the waterâ
A thought that often stuck with me, amongst the wolves that run the streets
Out here payinâ dues then lose, I pray your ways would comfort me
A non-believer I never have and never could be
Lord, give me time to peep the signs I should see
Sippinâ got me feelinâ like a player
Ridinâ clean, bendinâ corners, hopinâ I might find my savior
On the curb, I rarely go to church
False prophets rockinâ Prada so I rarely feel the Word
Jezebelâs lurkinâ in the pews on the first
Preacherâs weaker than the deacon cuz itâs hard to fight the urge
Itâs hard to live and serve when you on the Devilâs turf
Sell your soul for the loan with no sense of what itâs worth
Donât get it twisted, I ainât no saint, I ainât no pastor
But prayinâ ainât just for cloudy days and natural disasters
Aware of what comes after, bet you ainât foâ shoâ
I was warned that heaven ainât the only place to go
Iâm doinâ what I can cuz there really ainât much time
I leave âdis in the Lordâ hands, Iâm tired of cryinâ
Man down!
Hopinâ, prayinâ, sayinâ I canât turn
Back now!
He will find you, this worldâll blind you, donât you be another
Man down!
Hopinâ, prayinâ, sayinâ you canât turn
Back now!
Help is just one prayer away
Donât be afraid to say,
âMayday!â
Verse 2 (Lecrae):
Father forgive us for we know not what we do
In my bias, I've been pious with my nose up in the pews
Like Paul, I bear good news; they think I'm pall-bearinâ
My message sounds like death to these hearers as they perish
Scary to think we on the brink of death
But no one stops look for answers on what happens next
Got a couple scriptures from our grandma, sayings from a preacher
But can't live out these standards that we heard it takes to reach âem
But when I look at Jesus, He lived the life I couldn't
Suffered for my crimes so I wouldn't
I used to have to sneak into the movies âcause I couldn't âford to pay
So âsplain to me how some one paid my way
When hear Krit confessinâ I respect him
âCause most of us be lying like our lives don't need perfectinâ
Nothinâ that we muster, Nothinâ that we can change
Admitting that we're imperfect, offendinâ God with our games
Look, I'm just being honest so don't take for me for no lame
I seen it foâ myself; Iâm a product of this thang
Now I found true religion, and it's not inside of denim
And them overpriced shades has never given us vision
[Hook]
- Album:
- Gravity Baptized