[Intro]
This ain't a Sunday thing, a once in a while thing, maybe if my emotions get high enough thing, it's
Everyday thing
[Verse 1]
God don't owe me anything, I owe Him everything
They try to put Him in a box like a wedding ring
He came out, oh dear no venison
Our sin is disease, Jesus is still the medicine
Woo!
That's why these bars hard to explain
So I calculate my rhymes, sorta like a chess game
I'm tryna balance all my art and theology
So when it comes out of me, I represent properly
Three persons, one God,no apostrophe S's
Progressing with caution, slow talking
Quick to listen, with sick precision Jesus fix my vision
Man I don't care if you Christian, you're wack with what you're spitting
I ain't writing you no mediocre pass, pimping
This is art it don't have a religion
They try to pigeon-hole me, say I'm too holy to show face
I don't come around cause y'all just wanna see my old ways
I'm on a new path, I'm chucking up the peace sign
They throw it back without the index
What could I expect?
Hate my master, then they gon' hate me too
Wish death upon me, well I'm just praying for you
And uh...
This ain't a Sunday thing, a once in a while thing, maybe if my emotions get high enough thing, it's
Everyday thing
[Verse 1]
God don't owe me anything, I owe Him everything
They try to put Him in a box like a wedding ring
He came out, oh dear no venison
Our sin is disease, Jesus is still the medicine
Woo!
That's why these bars hard to explain
So I calculate my rhymes, sorta like a chess game
I'm tryna balance all my art and theology
So when it comes out of me, I represent properly
Three persons, one God,no apostrophe S's
Progressing with caution, slow talking
Quick to listen, with sick precision Jesus fix my vision
Man I don't care if you Christian, you're wack with what you're spitting
I ain't writing you no mediocre pass, pimping
This is art it don't have a religion
They try to pigeon-hole me, say I'm too holy to show face
I don't come around cause y'all just wanna see my old ways
I'm on a new path, I'm chucking up the peace sign
They throw it back without the index
What could I expect?
Hate my master, then they gon' hate me too
Wish death upon me, well I'm just praying for you
And uh...
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