Ohh.. sin.. thy.. gone
Come.. as.. you.. are
Oh.. sin.. thy.. gone
Come.. as.. you.. are
I...
I wish I would go back in time
Cutting the strings sooner
Ordained.. convicted
Livin in, my sin
Livin in, my head
Livin in, my chest
Livin in, my red
And you wanna go somewhere else?
I understand
Ever since I was profiled back in my old land
Murrieta then,
I ending up losing everybody
Even my closest friends
I keep lookin at me in the mirror
And telling him
He's the Puppeteerer!
Ohh.. sin.. thy.. gone
Come.. as.. you.. are
Oh.. sin.. thy.. gone
Come.. as.. you.. are
YO!
How do i do this
I wanna do my best
Building with my humbleness
And pride wants to come in
Out of jealousy, it's heresy
To marry me with 2 types of wives
That my burdens keep caring me
Carry me!
Murder every single beat
That wants to bury me
In my vocals
I Told ya
I want to be a rapper
No beaner, pipe cleaner
Cutting the grass that is greener
Demeanor
Is the only way out of me not becoming a leader
But God!
Wanted me to become a speaker
So I chose rap, I chose that
& yet.. no one liked that
When i chose that
AGHHH
People wonder how I did it
How I made it to another dimension of life
All I did was strap up the strings
Cut open my mouth, became a leader, a seeker
And told God
He's the puppeteerer
& yet
You can't control yourself
What will it take for you to put God on a shelf
I guess it doesn't matter
Or does it really?
To have the puppeteerer leave you back at home
Or throw you in the chimney
Ohh.. sin.. thy.. gone
Come.. as.. you.. are
Oh.. sin.. thy.. gone
Come.. as.. you.. are