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letra de water breathing - chris tyk

water breathing
water surface slash

put on ya armour, throw on the vest
the first get less and the last get best
i feel i dun already went off the deep end
on god, who i kno i need to depend
but everyday, my pain it deepens
feel lost, man i’m seeking
lord help, i can’t stop the bleeding
and i might sin again this evening
i drink dutch bros dude, don’t smoke no dutchess, eww
i smoke nothing, it ain’t nothing new
i was born again, i was made anew
praying that i make it through
and you make it too
cooking up nice, and not a its a stew
haters at my head like lice, but they outta view
life ain’t picture perfect like a beginner drew
earth not my home, im just airbnbing for a few
better get a clue

you say christian rap is whack, but i’m dope in fact. my god 10x doper, since before judus hung him self with a rope sir
for crossing him. i was lost,but now i’m lost in him now not talking bout the power puffs jim i’m powered up, not off of sin
got demons but i’m offing them, they light is dim but they burned, like calories in
a crossfit gym, im tossing in all of my chips on bet on christ i bet my life, cuz my debts no longer in sight. with the father i’m made to right. and he made me write. cuz now with sword i fight. and it’s extra sharp, who next to part?
this thang life, and it’s art
hot as my lady looking like snack, no instacart
i’m accurate, i hit my mark
not an actor but i play my part
god be the factor, if i hit the charts

tenth form
constant flux

i ain’t left, and i sint wind, never gone
holla da don, the way i get it on
i slide through and glide
i slide through like slip n slide
i slide through and slip inside
sike i’m lying, ain’t done that since i knew lion
lion of judah
don’t worship confusios, mohammed, add a buddah
i get bizzle, god over all that gouda
who da, who do you think you are
name hold weight like trunks of cars
songs hold bars like cells and all
i got sins, god forgives them all
anywhere i speak, the altar call
had the fall, he altered the landing
in good standing, now i throw that seed, like i’m planting
christian ging for the chip, im not a monk, so dont call me alvin
i’m something like mike, but don’t call me calvin
maybe it’s the shoes or it’s own moves/
i keep um guessing, getting real confused
people saying my bars are it, but i am no clown
people saying my bars are it but it’s not no tag, not playing around, i’m staying around
till they lay me down, for now iama lay it down
been delayed and down/
i relay it now, father help me before i drown
my songs, the way, the pain it can sound
consequences, i’m paying um now
agasint the fences, but demons i’m taking um down i ain’t going, gotta keep flowing
gotta keep swimming like i was dori
this not the ending of the story
gotta move forward, gotta move wise
pray in lows and embrace the highs
the way i’ll get bye and i might just die

eleventh form
dead calm

- chris tyk

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