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Yeah, see it's a couple people wonderinâ man
Since I done switched the style up, if Iâma be aggressive enough or if Iâma have enough swag
I think our perspective is a little bit loose on what this rap thing is about
So Iâma go ahead and get the ratchet and tighten it up right quick
Holla at me
[Verse 1]
Now what I look like carinâ if anybody feelinâ me?
Iâm tryna show you truth like I took you to epiphany
If me killinâ pride means I lose half of my fan base
Adios you probably wasnât wit me in the first place
I tryna win a tough race, pursuinâ God on my face
You worried âbout what kind of punch lines Iâm âbout to make
Look, I am not a monkey for your entertainment
Buy a puppy if you lookinâ for something that you can play with
Iâm on my grind tryna showcase the divine
Prayinâ that the Spirit file for renewing of our mind
So I roll down my window as Iâm bumpin that
Posted with some urban missionaries, what up B Gizzle
I was shown prideâs an enemy of the King
So I asked the Lord to break me like a fight with Jet Li
The title of your favorite rapper â keep it, I donât want it
âCause promo isnât promo unless the Lordâs being promote
[Hook]
Iâm on a mission tryna show the world the Lord cominâ back
So I ⦠had to murder swag, had to, had to murder swag
Yeah I switched the style up but no you not feelin that
But I ⦠had to murder swag, had to, had to murder swag
You say you rappinâ for the streets but they still thinking you wack
So I ⦠had to murder swag, had to, had to murder swag
âCause real recognize real, thatâs why they not feelinâ that
So we ⦠had to murder swag, had to, had to murder swag
[Verse 2]
Now try to tell me that swag ainât pride
Itâs âbout makinâ us look better while we put it in our rhymes
And we say that itâs for Christ, but that ainât Christ-like âcause
He came in a manger, you bragginâ about ice (wait)
Thatâs why the Jews didnât accept Him as is
âCause he came as a servant, they wanted the iron fist
With chariots of fire but he gave âem humility
I think that thereâs a lesson can be learned here for you and me
We are not to dress him up but show people he lives
Donât care if you think he cool, God is who he is
Anything else is phony, if he ainât portrayed as holy
And he ainât runnin your life pimpinâ, Jesus not ya homie
So take the gold chains off and put the crown of thorns back
Quit bragginâ bout the benefits, tell âem that the King back
I mean that, Iâma bleed rap
Replace it with blood of the Christ, he want his seat back
[Hook]
- Album:
- Dying to Live
- Redemption
- Black Out
- Black Out Instrumentals
- X2012
- Hold Me Down
- Murder Swag
- PSA, Volume 2
- PSA, Volume 1
- Before I Die
- Be a Pro, Vol. 2
- Real Grown Biz
- The Man, the Myth, the Gift
- The World Ends: Afro Rock & Psychedelia in 1970s Nigeria
- Blacky Joe
- My Name Is Pro (The Introduction)
- Overtime
- Hold Me Down - Single