YakiTheKid - 25:21

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Okay we back in it, break days was mad long
Bumping type beats in my head space for bad songs
Scrapped a couple ‘long the way, yeah they hit the bucket
Chasing near perfection cuz god is who i trust in
I trusted him, he let me fly
Struggles of a lonely mind and worldly life held me back, but that’s a different time
Now i’m back in black with clips loaded, click-clack
Ain’t gon' give it up another time
And so i write this farewell to satan
You been singing me some different tunes, but it’s time that i rearrangе the playlist
Now i’m in the studio, i’m baking
Got a dozen mеssages so far and i’m still not finished educating
This broken nation, land of the fee, home of the slave
In case you misunderstood, there’s a price to be paid
I can tell you twice that jesus ain’t the merchant
Souls selling faster than some oxiclean detergent
Oxiclean, mostly mean, heavy potency
Most of these rappers gonna sell they soul to get some g’s
I never thought i life would be worth a pair of jeans
I can tell you for a fact that’s not what the designer sees
And i ain’t talking bout virgil making shirts, nah i’m talking bout the king the product of a virgin birth
The cloud behind exodus
The one who leaves the rest of us to chase the one that got away
Why i give him praise is cuz i confidently say that i cannot repay the debt
But a couple songs is but a fraction of the percent
And if i can give the glory back, then i will be satisfied
Never looked upon my life and said my well was running dry
In fact my cup had runneth over
That’s why i'm steady sippin’ out the glass that has the power to move boulders and escape the tomb
Three days past crucifixion
Now they cancel you
That’s a pretty good position when you have nothing to lose and everything to gain
That’s why i dedicate an album to the lamb that was slain
Cuz i’m still walking the earth that his great hands have made
And i still got fresh air in my lungs every day
What i’m tryna say is that we all have a purpose
If that wasn’t true then he wouldn’t have shown mercy
Noah woulda been the last time we were alive, never woulda seen the olive branch and rainbow in the sky
I hope to god you see i’m different
I don’t talk about the money, the women, or the drug dealing
The only thing i kill is a real good beat
Man i just hope you see that i’m not going mainstream, cuz i’m tryna be real, spread love and not hate
Cuz god gave me way too much food on my plate
And the right thing to do is dish it out to all my siblings
Cuz god the father has a whole lotta children
That’s a whole lotta mouths to feed
Know i slip up here and there but i hope my king is proud of me
Thank you for allowing me to bless the whole world with good lyrics
Even though i know a lot won’t even wanna hear it
Thank you for allowing me great friends and a pretty girl
Them boys are my brothers and that girl is my world
Thank you for putting me back on the right team
Thank you for making me just a kid with a dream