Da’ T.R.U.T.H. - Table Talk lyrics
[Da’ T.R.U.T.H. - Table Talk lyrics]
I feel like we very afraid man
We fear what they say
How they going to hate us if we
Fail to keep them areas gray
They telling us to put our weapons down
And bury them blades
Even our peers tell us not
To get too carried away
Now I'm afraid to speak out
Against gays marrying gays
And I'm so slow to be vocal
`cause they going to say that I'm loco
And they going to say that I'm judgmental
Then they going to throw a low blow like
I'm behind the times and should be in
A home like the old folks
I promise you homey I ain't so slow poke
I like Bono, high society's fine
And I ain't' get a problem with
Christians trying to be wise
Or making good music and
Spitting quality rhymes
I guess I got a problem
With Christians trying to hide
You used to be a prophet
But now you trying to be signed
Dag, you done scribbled out all
The lines that divide
And I can't be too surprised
It's just a sign of the times
If you just give me a moment
I'm trying to balance these lines
`cause I think we could use both
Hold on break bads
This ain't about me taking jabs
At the latest fads
Now this about all my youngins
And the questions they ask
Like "I'm a Christian rapper now
Can I wear my name tag?" bottom line
You got freedom i ain't trying
To make the law it's whatever
Just don't try to make us all take it off
`cause if the label kills my career
Then I take the loss
And I ain't trying to fight you man
This is just table talk
This is the best and the
Worst time for the church
More opporuntities
Now the gift and the curse
We in reverse, they want to lull us to sleep
And they hate the church
They want to put us at ease
'cause if we can just relax
Then they can relax laws
And then they can blackball us
Whenever we try to speak and I'm like
"how come they can say whatever they think?"
Whenever we try to stand
I feel like we trying to sneak
Funny `cause y'all be callin' that wise
I call it the spirit of compromise
I call it fear to admit you on the side
I sit down at the round table to talk
They like "We got a army"
I'm like "We got a hulk!"
The God who sees, He going to vindicate us!
Can't let the world of
Entertainers intimidate us
Cause they inundate with poison
Then the generations
The battle ain't ours, to be precise
I'm really hoping for boldness in
The name of Jesus Christ
The key is remaining sober in
The days of Noah they winning now
But there comes a time when
They reign is over
When they bubble going to pop
Like a case of soda
And we get to run home with the bases loaded
Stand fast! Stand fast in these last days!
Hold on to the Word of
God when the masses hate
And keep fighting with combinations
Like a crack safe
And let God be true, that's the mandate
We fear what they say
How they going to hate us if we
Fail to keep them areas gray
They telling us to put our weapons down
And bury them blades
Even our peers tell us not
To get too carried away
Now I'm afraid to speak out
Against gays marrying gays
And I'm so slow to be vocal
`cause they going to say that I'm loco
And they going to say that I'm judgmental
Then they going to throw a low blow like
I'm behind the times and should be in
A home like the old folks
I promise you homey I ain't so slow poke
I like Bono, high society's fine
And I ain't' get a problem with
Christians trying to be wise
Or making good music and
Spitting quality rhymes
I guess I got a problem
With Christians trying to hide
You used to be a prophet
But now you trying to be signed
Dag, you done scribbled out all
The lines that divide
And I can't be too surprised
It's just a sign of the times
If you just give me a moment
I'm trying to balance these lines
`cause I think we could use both
Hold on break bads
This ain't about me taking jabs
At the latest fads
Now this about all my youngins
And the questions they ask
Like "I'm a Christian rapper now
Can I wear my name tag?" bottom line
You got freedom i ain't trying
To make the law it's whatever
Just don't try to make us all take it off
`cause if the label kills my career
Then I take the loss
And I ain't trying to fight you man
This is just table talk
This is the best and the
Worst time for the church
More opporuntities
Now the gift and the curse
We in reverse, they want to lull us to sleep
And they hate the church
They want to put us at ease
'cause if we can just relax
Then they can relax laws
And then they can blackball us
Whenever we try to speak and I'm like
"how come they can say whatever they think?"
Whenever we try to stand
I feel like we trying to sneak
Funny `cause y'all be callin' that wise
I call it the spirit of compromise
I call it fear to admit you on the side
I sit down at the round table to talk
They like "We got a army"
I'm like "We got a hulk!"
The God who sees, He going to vindicate us!
Can't let the world of
Entertainers intimidate us
Cause they inundate with poison
Then the generations
The battle ain't ours, to be precise
I'm really hoping for boldness in
The name of Jesus Christ
The key is remaining sober in
The days of Noah they winning now
But there comes a time when
They reign is over
When they bubble going to pop
Like a case of soda
And we get to run home with the bases loaded
Stand fast! Stand fast in these last days!
Hold on to the Word of
God when the masses hate
And keep fighting with combinations
Like a crack safe
And let God be true, that's the mandate