Bizzle, GemStones - Holy Grail lyrics
[Bizzle, GemStones - Holy Grail lyrics]
Yeshua, the Messiah is the only well
Capable of giving living water
Unto those who dwell in darkness
And He said we can all sip but naw
Just like Lucifer you want to sit
On his throne as well
How you figure you worthy to
Sip from His Holy Grail
The only throne you worthy of
Sitting on is in hell he made you from dirt
When you die, back in the dirt you dwell
He created Earth
You ain't even create the words you sell
Take it from me before you meet the Father
Whether you Jay or Kanye
You’re just a piece of clay
Tryna be the Potter i’m not your judge
I just know that when you meet your Honor
It’ll be too late for you to say
Or do a thing about it
Jesus is worth more than anything that
You can leave your daughters
Money’s cool but reachin dollars never
Equal peace inside ya
How did you think it would feel
When you reached a million
The same way you think it’ll feel
When you reach a billion? (Prolly)
But urgency, ya searched for peace
But nothing seems to fill it
I just pray you don't jump from the
Building once you’ve reached the ceiling
It’s no coincidence that out of
All of these religions jesus Christ
The only one they ever seem to mention
They be like, "Chill, it’s just a market
A scheme for selling"
Since when is it respected to be ready and
Willing to do anything to seek attention
Your definition of real is based
On you liking something
So now us fakers only faking
Till your idol does it
And you’ll be like, "So what
He’s rich and drives a Bentley Coop
He’s a boss, he can do that
You just mad it isn’t you
Yeah, I know he wore a skirt
But in your rep that it’s just cool
You’re just mad he has a lot of
Women and that he’s pimpin too"
Next week you be like, "So what
It’s his business if he’s kissing dudes"
Switching tunes
'cause you just as fake as who you listen to
Oh yeah, now I’m judging huh?
But when your favorite rapper say
You ain’t a man unless
Your chain is platinum then
That ain’t nothin huh? God over money boy
We don’t come to work the plate
Oh, you thought Christian rap was
Soft? You gon learn today
You gon learn today gemstones preach!
Bizzle what’s good? Bizzle what’s good?
Bizzle what’s good? Bizzle what’s good?
I don’t know why these rap
Cats keep playin' with God
They got life misunderstood
And so I pray for them
I even fall on my face for them
Hopin' to God it ain’t too late for them
'Cause there’s a place for them
Burning forever that await's for them
And whoever straddling the gate with them
See I relate to them
Cause, I was also up in the race with them
And I’mma way up in a lake with them
Forever baked with them
Cause, I was eating in the plate with them
Livin' like I was living great with them
Cause, I had faith in them
To wake up livin everyday condemned
Cause you know death is for the wage of sin
I was afraid to grim
But cannot put me in the grave with men
The wolves in hell never made it in
That disobey commands you know the ones that
Rather praise the beings
That never run in to embrace his hand
And until the lose a friend
They cry fo a coupla days and then
They back to their old ways again
Because they waverin, we disobey commands
Stuck in the ways of sin
Up in this crazy land
How can you look up in the sky to
Even say you don’t believe in God?
And none of it was made by Him
Oh maybe that’s why they find it cool
To make a mockery of God
I guess that’s just the ways of men
And I give Him praise and dance
'Cause then He guarantees that
I’mma see tomorrow, knowin today can end
He throwin shots at God
You say you see it as a rapper going hard
I see it as a waste of pen
And then let the bass begin
Wanted to get in, but I laugh at God and fall
I figured I should wait to dance
And to my faith in hands
And like to wake the fans
And I can lace some hands
Destroy Satan’s plans
Or coordinatin a brand, or forsake the land
So more snakes can stand
And false hate demands
For Lord's sakin prayin
Some more grace at hand
'Cause your ways and plans are no ways of man
If we don’t praise and dance
Then you’ll make the sands
Cause your grace expands to
More states and lands
Then tour dates and bands, it’s called bass
And friends, I’m off raisin brand
I’ll put your grace and then
That’s four shades of 10
I’m gon make the man ha ha hahah
Gemstones for life, God over money
Bizzle what’s good?
You already know what it is wooo
Capable of giving living water
Unto those who dwell in darkness
And He said we can all sip but naw
Just like Lucifer you want to sit
On his throne as well
How you figure you worthy to
Sip from His Holy Grail
The only throne you worthy of
Sitting on is in hell he made you from dirt
When you die, back in the dirt you dwell
He created Earth
You ain't even create the words you sell
Take it from me before you meet the Father
Whether you Jay or Kanye
You’re just a piece of clay
Tryna be the Potter i’m not your judge
I just know that when you meet your Honor
It’ll be too late for you to say
Or do a thing about it
Jesus is worth more than anything that
You can leave your daughters
Money’s cool but reachin dollars never
Equal peace inside ya
How did you think it would feel
When you reached a million
The same way you think it’ll feel
When you reach a billion? (Prolly)
But urgency, ya searched for peace
But nothing seems to fill it
I just pray you don't jump from the
Building once you’ve reached the ceiling
It’s no coincidence that out of
All of these religions jesus Christ
The only one they ever seem to mention
They be like, "Chill, it’s just a market
A scheme for selling"
Since when is it respected to be ready and
Willing to do anything to seek attention
Your definition of real is based
On you liking something
So now us fakers only faking
Till your idol does it
And you’ll be like, "So what
He’s rich and drives a Bentley Coop
He’s a boss, he can do that
You just mad it isn’t you
Yeah, I know he wore a skirt
But in your rep that it’s just cool
You’re just mad he has a lot of
Women and that he’s pimpin too"
Next week you be like, "So what
It’s his business if he’s kissing dudes"
Switching tunes
'cause you just as fake as who you listen to
Oh yeah, now I’m judging huh?
But when your favorite rapper say
You ain’t a man unless
Your chain is platinum then
That ain’t nothin huh? God over money boy
We don’t come to work the plate
Oh, you thought Christian rap was
Soft? You gon learn today
You gon learn today gemstones preach!
Bizzle what’s good? Bizzle what’s good?
Bizzle what’s good? Bizzle what’s good?
I don’t know why these rap
Cats keep playin' with God
They got life misunderstood
And so I pray for them
I even fall on my face for them
Hopin' to God it ain’t too late for them
'Cause there’s a place for them
Burning forever that await's for them
And whoever straddling the gate with them
See I relate to them
Cause, I was also up in the race with them
And I’mma way up in a lake with them
Forever baked with them
Cause, I was eating in the plate with them
Livin' like I was living great with them
Cause, I had faith in them
To wake up livin everyday condemned
Cause you know death is for the wage of sin
I was afraid to grim
But cannot put me in the grave with men
The wolves in hell never made it in
That disobey commands you know the ones that
Rather praise the beings
That never run in to embrace his hand
And until the lose a friend
They cry fo a coupla days and then
They back to their old ways again
Because they waverin, we disobey commands
Stuck in the ways of sin
Up in this crazy land
How can you look up in the sky to
Even say you don’t believe in God?
And none of it was made by Him
Oh maybe that’s why they find it cool
To make a mockery of God
I guess that’s just the ways of men
And I give Him praise and dance
'Cause then He guarantees that
I’mma see tomorrow, knowin today can end
He throwin shots at God
You say you see it as a rapper going hard
I see it as a waste of pen
And then let the bass begin
Wanted to get in, but I laugh at God and fall
I figured I should wait to dance
And to my faith in hands
And like to wake the fans
And I can lace some hands
Destroy Satan’s plans
Or coordinatin a brand, or forsake the land
So more snakes can stand
And false hate demands
For Lord's sakin prayin
Some more grace at hand
'Cause your ways and plans are no ways of man
If we don’t praise and dance
Then you’ll make the sands
Cause your grace expands to
More states and lands
Then tour dates and bands, it’s called bass
And friends, I’m off raisin brand
I’ll put your grace and then
That’s four shades of 10
I’m gon make the man ha ha hahah
Gemstones for life, God over money
Bizzle what’s good?
You already know what it is wooo