Penitentiary bars, spit life sentences
Praying that the penmanship received, author Heaven sent
I got a short temperament
At times be a pessimist
Visions of higher thoughts without the purp
But lost in a world that's sick
In the face of the enemy, Lord forgive me
Not, humble as I scream, pardon my back to the streets
In line like a show release, master fool these muppets
Geppetto pulling strings of these unaware puppets
Ruffling feathers, non team players they against us
I always try to start, cause off the bench can't do much
Intricate bars, pray I reach the stars yes Heaven
No need for applause pray I reach your heart the Lord blessed him
I ain't perfect, this on purpose
I ain't even tryna preach, this ain't service
He's worth it, tryna encourage
I'm just pointing to the light up in my purpose
I ain't perfect, this on purpose
I ain't even tryna preach, this ain't service
He's worth it, tryna encourage
I'm just pointing to the light up in my purpose
Tryna spread the message, listeners count your blessings
We living in Revelations, sky craking your boy stay patient
Marvin, never coulda made it
Feet stuck, all the way to the pavement
In other words the block, hopscotch
(Aww man) all the way to larger payments
The life style quite wild, boy o boy, eager to see greatness
Whichever way possible (grindin uhh)
Im stuck up in the matrix
Lord father forgive him, mentality be a prison
Seeking brighter days cuz the dark in my vision (I can't see)
Lord get me out the system (wooo!)
Uhh! Decisions decisions... This life that we livin...
In prison we givin a choice but most ignore the son's mission
So what we gon do now? I thought that we would all rise
Devised a plan better BeMore BeFore, the sons time let's go!
I ain't perfect, this on purpose
I ain't even tryna preach, this ain't service
He's worth it, tryna encourage
I'm just pointing to the light up in my purpose
I ain't perfect, this on purpose
I ain't even tryna preach, this ain't service
He's worth it, tryna encourage
I'm just pointing to the light up in my purpose
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Penitentiary bars, spit life sentences
Praying that the penmanship received, author Heaven sent
I got a short temperament
At times be a pessimist
Visions of higher thoughts without the purp
But lost in a world that's sick
In the face of the enemy, Lord forgive me
Not, humble as I scream, pardon my back to the streets
In line like a show release, master fool these muppets
Geppetto pulling strings of these unaware puppets
Ruffling feathers, non team players they against us
I always try to start, cause off the bench can't do much
Intricate bars, pray I reach the stars yes Heaven
No need for applause pray I reach your heart the Lord blessed him
I ain't perfect, this on purpose
I ain't even tryna preach, this ain't service
He's worth it, tryna encourage
I'm just pointing to the light up in my purpose
I ain't perfect, this on purpose
I ain't even tryna preach, this ain't service
He's worth it, tryna encourage
I'm just pointing to the light up in my purpose
Tryna spread the message, listeners count your blessings
We living in Revelations, sky craking your boy stay patient
Marvin, never coulda made it
Feet stuck, all the way to the pavement
In other words the block, hopscotch
(Aww man) all the way to larger payments
The life style quite wild, boy o boy, eager to see greatness
Whichever way possible (grindin uhh)
Im stuck up in the matrix
Lord father forgive him, mentality be a prison
Seeking brighter days cuz the dark in my vision (I can't see)
Lord get me out the system (wooo!)
Uhh! Decisions decisions... This life that we livin...
In prison we givin a choice but most ignore the son's mission
So what we gon do now? I thought that we would all rise
Devised a plan better BeMore BeFore, the sons time let's go!
I ain't perfect, this on purpose
I ain't even tryna preach, this ain't service
He's worth it, tryna encourage
I'm just pointing to the light up in my purpose
I ain't perfect, this on purpose
I ain't even tryna preach, this ain't service
He's worth it, tryna encourage
I'm just pointing to the light up in my purpose
Praying that the penmanship received, author Heaven sent
I got a short temperament
At times be a pessimist
Visions of higher thoughts without the purp
But lost in a world that's sick
In the face of the enemy, Lord forgive me
Not, humble as I scream, pardon my back to the streets
In line like a show release, master fool these muppets
Geppetto pulling strings of these unaware puppets
Ruffling feathers, non team players they against us
I always try to start, cause off the bench can't do much
Intricate bars, pray I reach the stars yes Heaven
No need for applause pray I reach your heart the Lord blessed him
I ain't perfect, this on purpose
I ain't even tryna preach, this ain't service
He's worth it, tryna encourage
I'm just pointing to the light up in my purpose
I ain't perfect, this on purpose
I ain't even tryna preach, this ain't service
He's worth it, tryna encourage
I'm just pointing to the light up in my purpose
Tryna spread the message, listeners count your blessings
We living in Revelations, sky craking your boy stay patient
Marvin, never coulda made it
Feet stuck, all the way to the pavement
In other words the block, hopscotch
(Aww man) all the way to larger payments
The life style quite wild, boy o boy, eager to see greatness
Whichever way possible (grindin uhh)
Im stuck up in the matrix
Lord father forgive him, mentality be a prison
Seeking brighter days cuz the dark in my vision (I can't see)
Lord get me out the system (wooo!)
Uhh! Decisions decisions... This life that we livin...
In prison we givin a choice but most ignore the son's mission
So what we gon do now? I thought that we would all rise
Devised a plan better BeMore BeFore, the sons time let's go!
I ain't perfect, this on purpose
I ain't even tryna preach, this ain't service
He's worth it, tryna encourage
I'm just pointing to the light up in my purpose
I ain't perfect, this on purpose
I ain't even tryna preach, this ain't service
He's worth it, tryna encourage
I'm just pointing to the light up in my purpose
Writer: Tobias Ramage
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