Ruslan & Paul Russell & Jon Keith - 45th Avenue Interlude Lyrics

I just wanna do my best to be the best that I can be
Is that too much to ask for God I mean you're the great Elohim
And I can't find a melody to go along with all these chords
I'm waking up at 6am and every morning I be bored
YMCA is where I be at, they said they brought the 90's back
Maybe I peaked, now I can take a stab at grimy rap
Rapper turned pastor turned youtuber back to rapper
Trying to figure out who I can model my career after
After the clout you know
But in a way I'ma get tattoos on my face just to try and blow
No, I mean I got like standards and stuff
Lifting a lotta weights but suspect with Stamina Huh?
In a nutshell I must tell, my side of it like when I was driving and the bus failed
The Tire Blew
So now I struggle to trust well, all these new fans comparing me to Russ
But I never sound like that dude
I guess we all look alike right?
Well I'm just happy that my wife don't think that I'm a sore sight to her eyes
Life is getting better, I'm feeling stronger
My bum knee is getting better, I feel the hunger
But gotta watch my table manners

But did we
Or they just dont go with the 350s
On the beat till the z's hit me just breathe with me
They think I'm a homegrown kid in maybe 3 cities
Guessing imma speak till the peak hit me
Gee really
Trying not to trust in my sight
The pass no look
Do a whole verse on a track that has no hook
It's hotel live I g rooms and notebooks
And it's so good
Yo it's a journey don't you ever go forgetting that
The end goals and the phones that never hit you back
I talk about it all on any mic on any Mac
It works out
Really facts, so gimme that
I mean it
Me and kings dream feel like we reaching the sky
I told you I ain't make the meal just got a piece of the pie
I ain't know the rap song could have me preaching tonight
Now I could fool around and throw this joint on CCLI
Let's go

My momma asking me for fashion advice
Immaculate I be but not quiet splashing the ice
Lavish-less life what I live, I'm actively trying
To match it with the standard of God and Passion of Christ
Compassionate eyes, recognize the practice of lies
And im an advocate for abstaining from inaccurate rhymes
Get back in the line
Know your place and understand mine
You all talk and no action like an inverted mime
Real G's is silent
No one knows im back on the grind
With explosives under me just like i stepped on a mine
I got sick thoughts
Cuz God gave me the illest of minds
Something i could never pay back like a billion fines
I gotta limit this bragging of mine
My pride bubble up
And then its like a dragon to fight
My pops said its a habit of mine
Irresponsible how im rollin
Like a toddler is driving