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Battles With Faith

 

Battles With Faith

(albüm: Pain Paints Paintings - 2021)


Struggling I'm tryna find my way
Fighting I'm having battles with faith
They criticize me and speak on my name
But perfect's something I'll never be

I remember days back as a kids
They was hating saying I was never gonna be nothing dope
They was saying I was never gonna make it they would try to put me in a headlock had me by the throat
They was a little boi snot nose
Wrong path I was dodging all the potholes
Syndrome they're diagnosed called Stockholm
Going through hell was walking on the hot coals

Momma said I was a special case
And demons talk to those we cannot replace
That the world was a hell and test of faith to crown those who would walk to the heavens gates
So I'd sit and wait
Face to face with those who would try to break my mental state
Then take all the hurt and pain
And paint barbells I'd use just to shoulder weight now my strength got people asking like who's stopping him
We ain't never seen a nigga this popping without that garbage that be brainwashing them
So every time I get a chance I'm bombing the verbal vomit is tik tik toking 'em into a coffin ya 15 seconds is up be Giannis
The bucks you chase couldn't chip my commas I digest greats and I paid my homage

Fuck cheese what I'm spitting is nachos
Niggas didn't believe I was spitting this gospel
Now they gotta receive take a swig of the hot sauce
Bow and get on their knees 'cause these verses Picasso
I won't fold yes I got my soul every bar I throw
Is strike I bowl they won't pin me no I won't spare or go down the path they chose I'm 'a bring them home

Struggling I'm tryna find my way
Fighting I'm having battles with faith
They criticize me and speak on my name
But perfect's something I'll never be
Struggling I'm tryna find my way
Fighting I'm having battles with faith
They criticize me and speak on my name
But perfect's something I'll never be

Now I'm a veteran
They didn't know they was fucking 'round with a specimen
Many men tried to get me but my adrenaline came in so heavy that I was able to take on 10 of them
Every battle was won I made them irrelevant
The screams loud the cries of men deafening
I told 'em all I was sorry and that I'm heaven-sent but if I gotta kill 'em then fuck it I'll go to hell again

Now I'm straight driving it
I see demons pull-up outside to the left and the right tryna get up inside
So I gas every beat and let 'em know what I'm vibing with
Don't gimme that paper I'm not signing it
I see the evil you niggas ain't disgusting it
I'm sick with it not talking about sinuses
If they wanna puppet I'm throwing a peace sign to it

Ate the hate then put it the game in reverse
Built a base, engaged and through the flames I emerged
Grabbed the gates of hell to close then turned to devil's face and said we are adjourned
Every cell and each and every single nerve in my body jumped as I began purge
Then I hit and bend and sped around he curve to the sign that said return back up to earth

Now they haunt me
Can't get up off me
Waking the people up like some c-c-c-coffee
Devil knows what I'm doing so he trying to stop me
Braking the chains of mental slaves
On path less chose went against the grain
Everybody fucking knows Dax the next to reign
Anybody who oppose burns then heats the flame throws then seeks the sheep then begin to change

Struggling I'm tryna find my way
Fighting I'm having battles with faith
They criticize me and speak on my name
But perfect's something I'll never be
Struggling I'm tryna find my way
Fighting I'm having battles with faith
They criticize me and speak on my name
But perfect's something I'll never be

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