Awkward Intelligence - Prayer Lyrics

This ain't no gospel, but the devotion is real.
Every bar's a holy sermon of skill-like a prayer, feel me?

I'm a paradox in the boombox, boombastically blessed
A savage in the sermon, spittin' gospel through the chest
Like a prayer with a snare, cherubin in my snickerin'
My flow's omnipresent-got cherubs and cynics bickerin'

They tried to crown me with a cardboard halo
But I hammered the illusions, left the stage in a tornado
Whirlwind words spin, swirl in the synergy
Channel that energy, synergy into my ministry

I'm parted from the parted seas, parted from the half-faith
Tongue-tied serpents can't slither in my rap race
I break the ceiling, kneeling only for skill's sake
Got my lines baptizin' minds-watch the quill shake

Holier-than-thou style? Nah, I'm holier than rowdy crowds
My vow is to devour doubt, shout it loud
People kneelin' to the vibe, call it spiritual connection
I'm Moses with a mic, partin' bars with no question

Like a prayer-every word is redemption
I deliver raw verses, givin' rap ascension
Like a prayer-congregation in the beat
Feel that hush turn to a rush when we meet in the street

I'm a blessing in the flesh, confession in rhyme sessions
If you testin', you're guessin' the measure of my obsessions
I'm possessed by the presence of rhythms that reawaken
Pushing pen to the precipice, no limit for the taken

Sacrilege savage, speakin' tongues like a polyglot
Breaking myths, inhaling hits of holy pot-
Call it my sedation, but the spirit is never vacant
Make the track quake, shake, revolve on rotation

You step to me? I resurrect from any crucifixion
My diction's friction, sparkin' holy benediction
Like a prayer on the wind, my words will ascend
While you're hushin' your confessions, I'm re-inked to transcend

Dial me in for the next wave, parted lips for the next phrase
I praise the base, lacing grace in the word maze
Your clique can't exorcise the ghost that I host
I'm channeled in the channel-holy smoke from the toast

Like a prayer-every word is redemption
I deliver raw verses, givin' rap ascension
Like a prayer-congregation in the beat
Feel that hush turn to a rush when we meet in the street

This is devotion at its rawest, a spiritual aggression-
A sermon from the block to the booth, no half-measures.
Like a prayer? More like a vow-this mic is my scripture,
And every bar is salvation for the real rap listener.
Amen.