LYRICS

Give me a mic, I can use it.
Enlighten with my music.
Am I sounding braggadocious,
acting badly with a broken
path or acting as a chosen
one of a kind? Am I blind or focused?
Do my lines relay my thoughts with intelligence and development, huh?
Or am I foolish and stupid? I'd say I'm human.

Coming up with excuses is my specialty especially
when I'm heavily rooted inside my pride, never lucid.
But I've been redeemed and I've been made new by the sacrifice
and I'm asking Christ, "Can you grab my life and shake me up
and pat my eyes just like you did for the blind man? Could you light my soul and turn it back from black to white?"
So I felt the Spirit burning bright like anthracite.
I recite these lyrics not for myself but for my Adonai

Open up my mind so you can see it
lethal words that bless the track can you believe it?
Keeping the key for my thoughts locked up but I'm about to release it
out on the demons.
Watch these visions of faith that are leaking and speaking for the people all stuck in the deep end and I'm thinking, who knows?
Maybe i'm special given the gift of shaping words.
Changing the curve, making it split.

Breaking the curse, no chains on my wrist.
But I got a pen and I hate to admit
that I'm not making songs, man I'm making hits
And I rap raw, hope I don't make you sick.
Got to kill these bars, but I resurrect 'em
and I fetch 'em said I got to go and get them,
better turn 'em into weapons for the kingdom
and I reach 'em with faith I profess and

I'm pressing and pushing to test
my meticulous synthesis of verbs and nouns in my sentences.
Heard me now? Am I relevant?
Maybe not, but I'm too persistent
assistance is not required.
If time expired He'd still be in existence
that's why I give Him all of my fire.
And i'm fired up cause i'm writing for the King with every tune

Close my mind, this chapter done. #FCII