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letra de the walk - the.collective

[verse 1: steven the levite]
(with my left foot) i left the old me dead at the exit
the heavy body of death keeping me from perfection
(with my right foot) i’m righteous in the sight of the highest
my pride gets hype but i’m guided by light in a crisis
(get to steppin’) the finish line is ahead in the heavens
but a lot of golgotha’s and blockers prolong my quest to him
(my legs limpin’) straining to maintain with my head lifted
blaming the terrain and complaining whenever heads trippin’
(when i fell) trying to hide it like i’m an imbecile
cats who hid ‘em well try to k!ll ‘emselves like ahithophel
(hit the trail) eatin’ but we ain’t really been living well
money’s getting funny i’m feeling worse than an infidel
(what now?) no time to punk out or discuss doubts
get it flushed out before somebody gets cussed out
(amongst clouds) the son is shining, we’re looking up now
earn the badge, burn up the path, moving like cub scouts

[chorus]
it’s the walk! not the talk, not the thought, but the walk
it’s the walk! not the talk, not the thought, but the walk
it’s the walk! not the talk, not the thought, but the walk
it’s the walk! not the talk, not the thought, but the walk
it’s the walk!

[verse 2: zae da blacksmith]
lord this walk is monstrous it feels like i’m walking along a gauntlet
with awful -ssortment of satan’s darts that i’m getting caught with
it sounds grim plus i know it’s not only him
this whole world that i’m living in and the enemy that’s within (is my nemesis)
i’m pounded by sin & down in the ring
i’ve been losing these rounds and how will i ever regain my strength (please replenish it)
i know that your power is found in fellowship
plant me down in the ground surrounded by founts of nourishment
how can jose keep his way pure
by keeping your teachings within my reach & keeping all that you say stored
when it’s not as if i reject your gift on the mic
i just wish for the truth i spit to be visible in my life
if it isn’t i’m just a hypocrite rapping about your scriptures and
acting as if my life is committed (to your magnificence)
and i don’t care if my music career’s successful
lord i just want you near make it clear that my life reflects you

[verse 3: stephen the levite & zae da blacksmith]
yeah it’s rugged and though i hate it i love it
’cause when i covet i’m covered in blood and brothers discuss it like
(stop frontin’) confronting me when i’m bugging or bucking
my sin may win for a minute but in the end i ain’t stuck in it
(the punishment) i suffer the consequences for dumbin’ it
but the wrath of the father is absent, because of what he did
(a ton of sin) carried and buried with him who’s up again
these th-rns and thistles are little compared to who we’re trusting in
yeah life’s like a race keep my pace and step with the spirit
don’t let me forget the freshness of grace that i get for living
’cause that’s when i get to tripping and i forget i’m forgiven
instead of living with joy as a weapon to keep from sinning
lord take my affections give them guidance and direction
there’s a time and place for everything even for my aggression
give me might for this plight as i’m fighting and trying to delight in christ
’cause it isn’t my opinions or rhymes but what my life is like

- the collective

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