TheHomieGhost - C.A.R. (feat. Brennan Lawrence) Lyrics

Should've been picking up the pages
But I was picking up the razors
Oh no
Should've been memorizing phrases
I let the beast out it was
Cold & Rough
Cold & Rough
Should've been picking up the pages

I never envisioned distance
Persistence was my system
But temptations, tense waiting, ten paces to avoid the symptoms
I should have loved more

Spiritually I love war
So once worn my foots floored for sensation's front door
I should have prayed more
And dug deep like claymores

Attempting to give remorse
But I held tight like a sea horse
My first love I divorced
Outsourced instead of resourced

Pride high, eyes lower with no attempts to recourse
I guess I got it all disfigured out
Hot headed with a trigger mouth
Trench state of mind with no intent in digging out

Whats this about my faiths in drought
I'm filled with relish, call me sauerkraut
I'm stuck in satan's roundabout
Marching to evil orders and I'm proudly sounding out

Soul cornered by many horrors as my ark is grounding out
Many sharks in the water as they loudly drown you out
I'm in and out of county
I'm a rowdy thundercloud

Pirate state of mind
I plunder and never wonder about the crowd
I'm Pontius Pilate kind of blind
Saying Barrabas is allowed

My highway to heaven was far from being plowed
Exchanged my pride for a pardon
Im praying you hear me out

Should've been picking up the pages
But I was picking up the razors
Oh no
Should've been memorizing phrases
I let the beast out it was
Cold & Rough
Cold & Rough
Should've been picking up the pages

Yeah, God has no grandchildren his will is handwritten
Satan prowls like a lion
But i've come to see him as a kitten
I started fasting it slowed my life down, Jesus broke bread in my kitchen

Unite with the kingdom like Britain now
I'm quick to switch to prayer and silence
Instead of drugs and violence
Blind faith, walking blind

The most high is my guidance
The sole survivor, my sole supplier
I'm your subscriber
Immune to this poison

I place these pythons on the viper
No longer love the world
These days i'm passing through
Scripture is my filter

The world thrives on gassing you
No fear of the backstab
I'm outspoken
So show me what your Acts can do

I'm talking Romans
You're talking omens
This that holy water flow
You're spitting potions

My ark is filled and ready to go
I'm talking oceans
I know a source that sets my ship in motion
I was under control

And close to overdosing
But now i'm over the toll
And rarely under hoping
I'm far from being fixed

But light years from being broken
My past is just that, my new slogan
The best view of you
Is from my rear view omen

Should've been picking up the pages
But I was picking up the razors
Oh no
Should've been memorizing phrases
I let the beast out it was
Cold & Rough
Cold & Rough
Should've been picking up the pages

I prayed for them
I prayed for me too
I strayed from him
But now I boomerang the same move my heart's changed

But i'm still moving in the same shoes
Except now I bounce from evil like kangaroos
Living like Abel done
Playing by Kane rules

Like I can't lose
Cause i've been feeling like Joseph
So now my words on explosive
I left the world

Your right side is my motive
They smile and sigh
They say i'm a locomotive
I say i'm sign sealed and ready to go

Like federal postage
My general focus seems bogus
To those who hocus pocus
Who take their cheap shot

I call them spiritual poachers
Predictable vultures
Always hollow between the shoulders
They follow the world's model and swallow

Bring on the locusts
Unravel the scrolls
Let's uphold eternal justice
Cause just as it was written

Is how it shall be given
Trust us
I rebuke your ruckus
I'm on my Fredrick Douglas busters

No time machine
So this time must mean
I feel its precious
So screw your guest list

I guess it's infectious
I used to be stress ten
When I nine to five
With that six

Should've been picking up the pages
But I was picking up the razors
Oh no
Should've been memorizing phrases
I let the beast out it was
Cold & Rough
Cold & Rough
Should've been picking up the pages