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letra de misconceptions 4 - lecrae

[verse 1: n0bigdyl.]
dyllie, uh-huh
you know them christians is our biggest
want riches, burn bridges
build walls, tall fences
all critics, quick to call y’all wicked
but when it come to the poor, then it be all [cricked]
i’m at chick-fil-a with a single g-y and we singing ‘crae, finna pray
switch it to kendrick and then the chicken came
renegade, not ‘cause it’s the quickest way to get the fame
penetrate, heart of stone and then i rode the living way
deconverted, you just tell ‘em, “read the word”
probably should bandage up the wound that you see bleeding first
meet them where they speakin’
do not leave with you, a heathen first
be the person at their knees so they can see that jesus works
he can make lion out of liar
magic city a choir
transform you too if you feeling a little shyer
question: did you think you too messy for the messiah?
misconception is that your mess could disqualify you
do not follow me, we follow the one who part the seas
i can’t follow a party of politicians so pardon me
full up on they neck ‘cause they never let air gonna breathe
i know they confused, they thought believers could not agree
[verse 2: jon keith]
my comment section normandy beach, it’s led in their speech
don’t stevie wonder why y’all got so bold on them keys
i’m off of the leash
my church clothes is off-white tees
and off white jeans, don’t play with me, that’s all i need, boy
look, i got confessions
i spoke with yeshua about the jesus that you mention
he looked me in my face and told me that he never met him (nah nah)
so boy, i need apologies and then some (right now)
then, add another zero, messiah only wanna come free though
i am not your savior or your hero
a dummy told me jesus wasn’t friends with the people
i said you might d-e-a-f, how you feel?
y’all so uptight, you know some of us finna cut right?
he still let me drink from his cup, aight?
i hope i get you mad, ‘cause it’s better to be p-ssed off than p-ssed on
i know it firsthand, it’s been raining on black lives

[verse 3: a.i. the anomaly]
like you, i was on the east side too (what?)
knew a couple shooters hands high with the rule [?]
get foolish, never know what a fool might do (is you done?)
nah, i was in the dark, no truth
gripping for a limit but i hang by the noose
look at me, i don’t look nothing at all like you
church full of hypocrites, they all like you
well, love what i found when i found that truth
love gave it all, so it’s all i do
who are you, telling me?
what’s love ‘gon do?
love ain’t never make my daddy come through (true)
and love ain’t never have my momma get a roof over her head so tell me what a god ‘gon do
listen, block of the church, pick a temple to run to
each side looking for the rock of gibraltar
standin’ at the cliff, either fly or you falter
i choose life in the palm of jehovah
[verse 4: lecrae]
hah, hah, yeah
you know
look, i’on even know why i rapping, they never listen
they like, “ain’t that what’s-his-name who be gospel rapping, that christian?” (oh yeah)
i’m standing on a raft in an ocean waving a flame
like, “look at me i’m friends with kendrick, i’m not a lame” (wow)
look, truthfully they’ll never let us get in
the major misconception is that we supposed to fit in
and we got indie tribe, we got holy smoke, trust the holy ghost
you don’t need to industry to know you, if you know you dope
look, before the music, i was riding ‘round in my mother’s whip
lot a tesla doors rise up like the mothership
mind of a militant, abolitionist and citizen
literate as an immigrant
teaching people the infinite, yeshua
yes, i’m serious
just in case you was curious
my wife, half saint, half city girl (all period)
don’t need a reformation, my people was never catholic
head above the water, my mama couldn’t be baptist
they don’t even make a category for my allegory
raised all of your kids, so now i’m coming for all my alimony
married to the streets, but they don’t recognize the matrimony
missionary since the honeymoon, you know it’s mandatory
one sixteen on my flesh, i bleed different
my kids raised on chh, i breed different
it’s vincent bantou on my shelf, i read different
i drink the blood, then eat the flesh, my greed different

- lecrae

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