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letra de text message - gods music

text message lyrics
[verse 1: william cata]
uh, way too many tryna get by, won’t get the picture
hope they learn their lesson before death come and get ’em
if you ain’t put your trust in the lord, i’ll be the fisher
fisher of men, satan played the role of jack the ripper
serial k!ller, came to still k!ll and destroy
stop all that noise, in him is peace, power and joy
your block taught you how to be anxious, better dial ’em sanction
from the street to the church, they’ll tell you you ain’t him
hеart racin’, ’cause i know that i’m better
than what i display to thе world where evil is vendetta
more clever, i got the streets watchin’ my endeavors
“is he gon’ fumble the rock or hit the team when pressure
present itself?” man, it’s been a sinister wealth
only made ’em four harder than heavy music on shelves
and that right there’s what they’ll never do
i got a catalog full of gospel, spirit, medicine, food
uh
[verse 2: prodi da prodigal]
uh, norf
i can tell you what it is, way i’m livin’, what it ain’t
y’all mixin’ workin’ with your wrist, i’m busy workin’ on my phase
surgical in my prayer closet, i put that workin’ on my face
guillotine my flesh and let christ take my place
in the mix i give ’em the cross, put the fellas in the blender
y’all go against god for money, that’s illegal tender
i’m a livin’ testimony of the holy spirit’s transformation
all my energy wasted on a card, it’s operations
i used to bag and work in the back of a turtle top, poppin’ percs
chasin’ it with purple, hopin’ this eternal pain will stop
if it wasn’t for christ, prodi probably would’ve been dead
or doin’ life in the pen’, thank god that i ain’t get there
nah, they can’t faze us, to god’s where i will cater
i’m explosive like c4 on a beat from knaladeus
tryna find my purpose, man, i had so many questions
finally got the answers when i read the text message
(finally got the answers when i read the text message)

[verse 3: c4 crotona]
uh-uh-uh-uh, yeah
i don’t live here, i’m just passin’ through
c4, look
name written inside that book of life, if you lookin’ cemented
was on a highway to h-ll, i thought i couldn’t prevent it
i was a lowdown crook and pathetic, but the judge
took the case away as soon as he looked at my sentence
like nah, could have been cooked in a second
i was shook ’cause he coulda threw the books and forget it
man, i’m havin’ thoughts of jesus visitin’ judas
in h-ll sayin’ “dang, dawg, you could have repented”
like ah, rememberin’ where my mom blacked
was sidetracked, spikes in the spirit, they got my side cracked
then the lord set a fire in my heart
got a feelin’ of the bombs in my chest like i’m chiraq
i used to be a mess, reckless, so close to death
but god really made sure that that spirit left breathless
it’s crazy when i put the phone down
and opened up the scriptures, i finally understood the text message
yeah
i finally understood the text message
yeah

- gods music

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