[Hook: Zee]
Bruised knee, who are we?
We be in these concerts like Bruce Lee
Bruised knee, who are we?
Demons fade away like two, three
Bruised knee, who are we?
Prayed up in the word, that's a two piece
Bruised knee, who are we?
Came out of praying, that’s a new me
[Verse 1: Zee]
Prayed up, I just came out the secret place
Lot of cash on his hands, Imma seek His face
Fall short, every day, I'm in need of grace
The battle is spiritual, that's a kingdom way
Been in the presence, like it’s Christmas time
Walk up out of praying, and it's witness time
Lookin' for a lost soul, I be gettin' mine
Imma preach the gospel, where they sniffin' lines
Never been the same, since that light hit me
Time with the Father, keep the light in me
Can't pray low, you ain't never gonna fight with me
You ain't in the dojo, you ain’t tryna ride wit me, oh
Bruised knees, bruised knees, gotta spend time with the true king
Fill me with the word, speak through me
Been on guard, ’cuz the devil tryna swoop me
Ye, though I walk through the valley of shadow
I won't let the devil run me like Geppetto
Preach the good news to the streets and the ghettos
I’m stacking up riches, ain't talking denaro
Could you not stay awake and just pray wit me?
Could you not stay awake and be mislaid wit me?
Could you not pick up your bible and spray wit me?
Could you not get on your knees and praise wit me? (Huh?)
Bruised knee, who are we?
We be in these concerts like Bruce Lee
Bruised knee, who are we?
Demons fade away like two, three
Bruised knee, who are we?
Prayed up in the word, that's a two piece
Bruised knee, who are we?
Came out of praying, that’s a new me
[Verse 1: Zee]
Prayed up, I just came out the secret place
Lot of cash on his hands, Imma seek His face
Fall short, every day, I'm in need of grace
The battle is spiritual, that's a kingdom way
Been in the presence, like it’s Christmas time
Walk up out of praying, and it's witness time
Lookin' for a lost soul, I be gettin' mine
Imma preach the gospel, where they sniffin' lines
Never been the same, since that light hit me
Time with the Father, keep the light in me
Can't pray low, you ain't never gonna fight with me
You ain't in the dojo, you ain’t tryna ride wit me, oh
Bruised knees, bruised knees, gotta spend time with the true king
Fill me with the word, speak through me
Been on guard, ’cuz the devil tryna swoop me
Ye, though I walk through the valley of shadow
I won't let the devil run me like Geppetto
Preach the good news to the streets and the ghettos
I’m stacking up riches, ain't talking denaro
Could you not stay awake and just pray wit me?
Could you not stay awake and be mislaid wit me?
Could you not pick up your bible and spray wit me?
Could you not get on your knees and praise wit me? (Huh?)
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