[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
Remind me that don't define me
God will always follow your lead
You never steer us wrong
Cause You are our God
[Verse 1: Kanye West & Pharrell Williams]
Actions speak louder than words
And creators speak louder than nerds
With extravagent verbs
And that nerd world, yeah, that's the third world
Black, Asian, African or Caucasian and the Natives
God is the greatest
Are the first born
And now that you hurt for, what matters is you work for them and enlighten them
[?]
You've been captivated, that's different from capitvity
So worried 'bout blacktivity
And wait too much activity
Rap's givin' me platform, the gaptivity
Colourways, silhouettes, be glad that I ain't kill you yet
Do you remember who you met? Impossible's architect
Huh, but back to the beat
I'ma show them what Jesus showed us, like the player, what they owed us, all the years that they hold us
This what they doin' but what they do to the cold crush?
They [?] and everything that they told us
Don't show me no clip, you already know us
Fuck sittin' in the front we takin' over the whole bus
Doin' things that hold us, all the likes are old ones
Black chains, not rocks in the chains that choke us
We gotta focus on our surroundings tho 'cause some people standing around us really cobras
And God
Remind me that don't define me
God will always follow your lead
You never steer us wrong
Cause You are our God
[Verse 1: Kanye West & Pharrell Williams]
Actions speak louder than words
And creators speak louder than nerds
With extravagent verbs
And that nerd world, yeah, that's the third world
Black, Asian, African or Caucasian and the Natives
God is the greatest
Are the first born
And now that you hurt for, what matters is you work for them and enlighten them
[?]
You've been captivated, that's different from capitvity
So worried 'bout blacktivity
And wait too much activity
Rap's givin' me platform, the gaptivity
Colourways, silhouettes, be glad that I ain't kill you yet
Do you remember who you met? Impossible's architect
Huh, but back to the beat
I'ma show them what Jesus showed us, like the player, what they owed us, all the years that they hold us
This what they doin' but what they do to the cold crush?
They [?] and everything that they told us
Don't show me no clip, you already know us
Fuck sittin' in the front we takin' over the whole bus
Doin' things that hold us, all the likes are old ones
Black chains, not rocks in the chains that choke us
We gotta focus on our surroundings tho 'cause some people standing around us really cobras
And God
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