Verse 1:
It’s that young Italian kid coming straight outta Cali, with a passion for Jesus like I’m at a pep rally. Tackling this game like the Pittsburgh Steelers, delivering dope product like a drug dealer. But I ain’t rolling swishas, I ain’t slinging no rocks, my only real is goal is to give praise to the rock. Cuz he gave me life, and I’m forever grateful, no matter what goes on, I ain’t ever finna be hateful. People always judging for the way that I dress, Tims, jogger pants, and a blue Levi vest. But It don’t faze me one little bit, I’ll just sit back and watch the haters throw a fit. I’m blessed, and that’s all that matters to me, Jesus broke the chains of sin, and set me free. No drink in my hand, but I’m 2-stepping, Christ is my Lord, so that’s who I’m repping
Hook (2x):
Wiped out my sin like a spiritual assassin. Took away the hate, and filled my heart with compassion. Knocked me off my high horse, like a javelin, to give glory to God, that’s the reason that I’m rapping
Verse 2:
Murdering this track, it’s a 187, man forget hell, I’m on a highway to heaven. Automatic flow, strapped with lyrical gats, substance is gone, so I’m bringing it back. Don’t get the wrong idea, I ain’t tryna be cocky, I’m just filled with joy, cuz I know that Jesus got me. Nailed on a tree 2000 years ago, washed me with his blood and made me white as snow. Don’t need no fancy whip with a super fast motor, when I get my license, probably be in a Tacoma. I ain’t got reason to be materialistic, possessions don’t last, I’m just being realistic. Grew up in the burbs, no my life ain’t hard knock, but I’m still inspired by the likes of Nas, Biggie, and Pac. Urban flavor, just with a different message, not one of street life, but one of holy blessing
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Verse 3:
Rhyming for 8 years, and I won’t ever quit, cuz God’s using me with every word that I spit. I don’t care about money, or topping the charts. I’m doing this cuz I got fire in my heart. Life can be hard with all this worldly temptation that’s plaguing the minds of the youth of our nation. Gangsters busting caps, strippers dancing on pole, guys selling crack so they can buy designer clothes. Drugs and alcohol tearing families apart. Ruining people’s life, it‘s enough to break your heart. Man I don’t want that, I want something that matters, not something that’ll drive me crazy like the Mad Hatter. The Word is like food, and I’m finna have a feast. Ya boy is going hard like an untamable beast. Three verses in, and I’m finally done. If you need me, I’ll be on my knees praying to the Son
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