Uh, yeah
Took a minute to think of a melody
Add ten minutes to make the beat with ease
If I take too long to even make a song
Will they remember me
(Will they remember me?)
If I ever felt sad I would turn to my dad
And ask him anything important
Raised in a Christian Household, promises broken
I will not hold it over his head
He's probably hanging
By a thread in my mind
(Hear the angels call your name)
So what I'm atheist? raised
In a Christian household Religion felt divided opposing eyes will turn cold
Catch aesthetic when a static view surpassed you
You're too ignorant to see the avenues around you
Hear screams in the echo chamber
Couldn't blame a kid who harms a school or church whenever
A single mother raised him, daddy left the scene
Man it's obscene, it's like living in a dream, do you see? Teared up making this verse Better than a naive kid up in a hearse (No No)
A kid didn't ask to have fear (Fear)
A kid didn't ask to be here (here)
You can still be rich and
Be sad, thanks
Shout out goes to my dad, love you dad
Light-skinned lad with the darkest heart
Playing his hardest part
Moving bare chasing for the green like I'm Marcus Smart
I bring the fire to your hardest spark
Cadence with the flavor in your ear
Know Craig Mack With the hardest art
Can't an artist start with what I bring to dinner time
Who can all compare up to the youngin' with the illest mind?
I been divine, energy resonates through the center line
Heart singing like Oh My Darling, Clementine
Living with the vices, though i try to remain sober
Can't match my drive, like a Chevy to Range Rover
Living in the plane is enough, driven and dealing with
Many elements while In a pickle remains Kosher
Remain focused, that's what the father instilled in me
Enemies are walking the land, aiming to end your vision.
To take a loss is a worse pain than embolism
I pray my sins can truly be forgiven, It's Chris
(You don't need me to tell you about Frederick Douglass)
(And Harriet Tubman)
(Go out and watch the movie, Harriet Tubman, produced in 2019)
(About a black slave)
(Who escaped slavery and
Then due to her faith in Christ) (She went back south)
(She went back and rescued hundreds of slaves)
(From slavery)
(Because of her faith in Christ) (Come on, wake up you guys, smell the coffee)
(There are followers of Christ all around)
(Who are doing incredible deeds)
(In obedience to Jesus Christ)
Sizzurp - Believe In Miracles? (feat. IAMCHRISCRAIG) Lyrics
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Uh, yeah
Took a minute to think of a melody
Add ten minutes to make the beat with ease
If I take too long to even make a song
Will they remember me
(Will they remember me?)
If I ever felt sad I would turn to my dad
And ask him anything important
Raised in a Christian Household, promises broken
I will not hold it over his head
He's probably hanging
By a thread in my mind
(Hear the angels call your name)
So what I'm atheist? raised
In a Christian household Religion felt divided opposing eyes will turn cold
Catch aesthetic when a static view surpassed you
You're too ignorant to see the avenues around you
Hear screams in the echo chamber
Couldn't blame a kid who harms a school or church whenever
A single mother raised him, daddy left the scene
Man it's obscene, it's like living in a dream, do you see? Teared up making this verse Better than a naive kid up in a hearse (No No)
A kid didn't ask to have fear (Fear)
A kid didn't ask to be here (here)
You can still be rich and
Be sad, thanks
Shout out goes to my dad, love you dad
Light-skinned lad with the darkest heart
Playing his hardest part
Moving bare chasing for the green like I'm Marcus Smart
I bring the fire to your hardest spark
Cadence with the flavor in your ear
Know Craig Mack With the hardest art
Can't an artist start with what I bring to dinner time
Who can all compare up to the youngin' with the illest mind?
I been divine, energy resonates through the center line
Heart singing like Oh My Darling, Clementine
Living with the vices, though i try to remain sober
Can't match my drive, like a Chevy to Range Rover
Living in the plane is enough, driven and dealing with
Many elements while In a pickle remains Kosher
Remain focused, that's what the father instilled in me
Enemies are walking the land, aiming to end your vision.
To take a loss is a worse pain than embolism
I pray my sins can truly be forgiven, It's Chris
(You don't need me to tell you about Frederick Douglass)
(And Harriet Tubman)
(Go out and watch the movie, Harriet Tubman, produced in 2019)
(About a black slave)
(Who escaped slavery and
Then due to her faith in Christ) (She went back south)
(She went back and rescued hundreds of slaves)
(From slavery)
(Because of her faith in Christ) (Come on, wake up you guys, smell the coffee)
(There are followers of Christ all around)
(Who are doing incredible deeds)
(In obedience to Jesus Christ)
Took a minute to think of a melody
Add ten minutes to make the beat with ease
If I take too long to even make a song
Will they remember me
(Will they remember me?)
If I ever felt sad I would turn to my dad
And ask him anything important
Raised in a Christian Household, promises broken
I will not hold it over his head
He's probably hanging
By a thread in my mind
(Hear the angels call your name)
So what I'm atheist? raised
In a Christian household Religion felt divided opposing eyes will turn cold
Catch aesthetic when a static view surpassed you
You're too ignorant to see the avenues around you
Hear screams in the echo chamber
Couldn't blame a kid who harms a school or church whenever
A single mother raised him, daddy left the scene
Man it's obscene, it's like living in a dream, do you see? Teared up making this verse Better than a naive kid up in a hearse (No No)
A kid didn't ask to have fear (Fear)
A kid didn't ask to be here (here)
You can still be rich and
Be sad, thanks
Shout out goes to my dad, love you dad
Light-skinned lad with the darkest heart
Playing his hardest part
Moving bare chasing for the green like I'm Marcus Smart
I bring the fire to your hardest spark
Cadence with the flavor in your ear
Know Craig Mack With the hardest art
Can't an artist start with what I bring to dinner time
Who can all compare up to the youngin' with the illest mind?
I been divine, energy resonates through the center line
Heart singing like Oh My Darling, Clementine
Living with the vices, though i try to remain sober
Can't match my drive, like a Chevy to Range Rover
Living in the plane is enough, driven and dealing with
Many elements while In a pickle remains Kosher
Remain focused, that's what the father instilled in me
Enemies are walking the land, aiming to end your vision.
To take a loss is a worse pain than embolism
I pray my sins can truly be forgiven, It's Chris
(You don't need me to tell you about Frederick Douglass)
(And Harriet Tubman)
(Go out and watch the movie, Harriet Tubman, produced in 2019)
(About a black slave)
(Who escaped slavery and
Then due to her faith in Christ) (She went back south)
(She went back and rescued hundreds of slaves)
(From slavery)
(Because of her faith in Christ) (Come on, wake up you guys, smell the coffee)
(There are followers of Christ all around)
(Who are doing incredible deeds)
(In obedience to Jesus Christ)
Writer: Marcus Sullivan
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid