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So this is my gift. This is my rhyme. This is what God gave me to blow your mind. But
don't be in awe of this lone southpaw. My talent is raw but it's from the Law. Master
please let me preach but give me words to speak. And please let me reach but give me
light to breach the walls of this world so dark and dim. Please let my efforts rest in
Him. All of my energy please Lord remember me. Remember that I asked for His Word. The
enemy walks about untamed, one game, I've been chained for so long but your love is
just so strong. And if I'm wrong then I've lost you and no hell. But if they're wrong...
well... you're love always goes on. And no song can hold a candle to your worth. We utter
words like butter on a roll from your scroll and I hope that this song pleases you. Cause
talking too much is what I usually do. But at least its to tell the whole world what
you did. I'm just a lost kid who came home, roamed for awhile holmes. Ate with the best
of em, shined like the rest of em, all just a test that I failed. Dad the crest of the
moon gets impressed at the sun while it sets. Arise now be blessed can you share all my
debts? Can you mourn with me?
Looka looka looka look Look N' See - Open you're eyes just look and see
Looka looka looka look Look N' See - Just how blind now can we be?
I'm in tune with God's grace now all in your face. Lighting up the place shining bright...
whiter than race. God's grace won't about if we live for Him now. We'll live profound
around lift our feet off the ground. God's grace is sound to the black, white or brown.
So get outta town with ya condemnation.. Got the real preachers speaking to the congregation
with no frustration or contemplation. Black, white, or Asian... let His grace in. What
you're facing... He's bigger than that. You've got problems on your mind it's time to put
em behind. The fact that Christ came. You can call that a sign! A sign of true design
by a God of sound mind. Creator of the world giving sight to the blind and I'm sure you'll
find if you're truly seeking. It's not like God did it and said "no peeking."
See I've got the beat. I've got the mixer. That means I can do what i want with it sister.
That means I can make it sound however I want. I don't need to change my accent or put up
a front. In order to create I don't need a Philly blunt. I don't need to pull a cool
publicity stunt. I can be myself and wallow in His wealth. I think that's really cool.
If you hear the floor creaking, it's me upstairs, ready to swoop down and tell ya he cares.
He loves ya more than bears or a grand of stock shares. He knows the exact number of
your head hairs. And He dares to call himself God, deity in tripod. Preach it in your Izod.
Sing it if you love God. He fears no man. Why should He? He created man out of the sand
so he could grasp His hand. Scientists to this day try to copy His brand. They study
what He's done and try to copy it man. And it's ridiculous. So much I have to laugh.
We think we're wise and we don't know the half. Like a Giraffe for instance mad persistence
must have went to put this boy in business. But no! God said let it be and it was cuz.
He's God and that's just what He does. satan tells me I'm not good enough cause He's a
liar liar. Cause God is good enough to take me
higher higher. That's my desire.
Open your eyes.