Lecrae, nobigdyl., Jon Keith, A.I. The Anomaly - Misconceptions 4 lyrics
[Lecrae, nobigdyl., Jon Keith, A.I. The Anomaly - Misconceptions 4 lyrics]
Kel Kelby on the track (Wait a minute)
(Dyllie) Uh huh
You know them Christians is all bigots
(You know I ain't lyin')
Want riches, burn bridges, build walls
Tall fences (All of 'em)
All critics, quick to call y'all wicked
(True) but when it come to the poor
Then it be all crick
I'm at Chick-Fil-A wit' a single
Gay and we singin' '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 livin' way
De-converted, you just tell 'em
"Read the Word"
Probably should bandage up the wound
That you see bleedin' first
Meet them where they speakin'
Do not lead with "you a heathen" first
Be the person that they need so
They can see that Jesus works
(What that mean?)
If he can make lion out a liar
Magic City a choir (Choir)
Transform you too if you
Feeling a little shyer (Shyer)
Question, did you think you too
Messy for the Messiah? (Messy)
Misconception is that your mess
Could disqualify ya (True) do not follow me
We follow the One who part the seas
I can't follow party or politicians
So pardon me (Pardon me)
Foot up on they neck 'cause they
Never let Eric Garner breathe
I know they confused
They thought believers could not agree
My comment section Normandy Beach
It's lead in they speech
Don't Stevie Wonder why y'all got
So bold on them keys i'm off of the leash
My church clothes is all-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
(What, what, what, what, what, what
What? Brrt) he looked me in my face and told
Me that He never met him
So boy, I need apologies and then some
(Right now) then add another zero, Messiah
Only wanna come free, though
(Free) i am not your savior or your hero
A dummy told me Jesus wasn't
Friends with the people
(Dummy sounds stupid)
I said, "You might D-E-A-F, how you feel?"
Y'all so uptight, you know that some
Of us from the cut, right?
He still let me drink from His cup, aight?
I hope I get you mad
'cause it's better to be pissed
Off than pissed on i know it firsthand
It's been rainin' on Black lives
Like you, I was on the east side too
Knew a couple shooters hands
High wit' a Ruger
Get foolish, never know what a fool might do
(Is you done? Nah)
I was in the dark, no truth
Grippin' for a limit, but I hang by the noose
Look at me
I don't look nothin' 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 tellin' me what's love gon' do?
Love ain't never make my daddy come through
(True) and love ain't never help my mama
Get a roof over her head
So tell me, what a God 'gon do? Listen
Block or the church, pick a temple to run to
Each side lookin' for the Rock of Gibraltar
Standin' at the cliff
Either fly or you falter
I choose life in the palm of Jehovah
Ha, yeah you know, look
I don't even know why I'm rappin'
They never listen
They like, "Ain't that what's-his name
Who be gospel rappin', that Christian?"
I'm standin' on a raft in
An ocean wavin' a flame
Like, "Look at me, I'm friends with Kendrick
I'm not a lame"
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 the industry to know
You if you know you dope
Look, before the music
I was ridin' 'round in my mother's whip
Now the Tesla doors rise
Up like the mothership
Mind of a militant abolitionist citizen
Literate as an immigrant
Teachin' people the infinite (Mm, let's go)
Yeshua, yes, I'm serious
Just in case you was curious
My wife half saint, half City Girl
(On 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 comin' for all my alimony
(I want a check) married to the streets
But they don't recognize the matrimony
(Dang) missionary since the honeymoon
You know it's mandatory
116 on my flesh, I bleed different
My kids raised on CHH, I breed different
(Different) it's Vincent Bantu on my shelf
I read different
I drink the blood, then eat the flesh
My greed different
(Dyllie) Uh huh
You know them Christians is all bigots
(You know I ain't lyin')
Want riches, burn bridges, build walls
Tall fences (All of 'em)
All critics, quick to call y'all wicked
(True) but when it come to the poor
Then it be all crick
I'm at Chick-Fil-A wit' a single
Gay and we singin' '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 livin' way
De-converted, you just tell 'em
"Read the Word"
Probably should bandage up the wound
That you see bleedin' first
Meet them where they speakin'
Do not lead with "you a heathen" first
Be the person that they need so
They can see that Jesus works
(What that mean?)
If he can make lion out a liar
Magic City a choir (Choir)
Transform you too if you
Feeling a little shyer (Shyer)
Question, did you think you too
Messy for the Messiah? (Messy)
Misconception is that your mess
Could disqualify ya (True) do not follow me
We follow the One who part the seas
I can't follow party or politicians
So pardon me (Pardon me)
Foot up on they neck 'cause they
Never let Eric Garner breathe
I know they confused
They thought believers could not agree
My comment section Normandy Beach
It's lead in they speech
Don't Stevie Wonder why y'all got
So bold on them keys i'm off of the leash
My church clothes is all-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
(What, what, what, what, what, what
What? Brrt) he looked me in my face and told
Me that He never met him
So boy, I need apologies and then some
(Right now) then add another zero, Messiah
Only wanna come free, though
(Free) i am not your savior or your hero
A dummy told me Jesus wasn't
Friends with the people
(Dummy sounds stupid)
I said, "You might D-E-A-F, how you feel?"
Y'all so uptight, you know that some
Of us from the cut, right?
He still let me drink from His cup, aight?
I hope I get you mad
'cause it's better to be pissed
Off than pissed on i know it firsthand
It's been rainin' on Black lives
Like you, I was on the east side too
Knew a couple shooters hands
High wit' a Ruger
Get foolish, never know what a fool might do
(Is you done? Nah)
I was in the dark, no truth
Grippin' for a limit, but I hang by the noose
Look at me
I don't look nothin' 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 tellin' me what's love gon' do?
Love ain't never make my daddy come through
(True) and love ain't never help my mama
Get a roof over her head
So tell me, what a God 'gon do? Listen
Block or the church, pick a temple to run to
Each side lookin' for the Rock of Gibraltar
Standin' at the cliff
Either fly or you falter
I choose life in the palm of Jehovah
Ha, yeah you know, look
I don't even know why I'm rappin'
They never listen
They like, "Ain't that what's-his name
Who be gospel rappin', that Christian?"
I'm standin' on a raft in
An ocean wavin' a flame
Like, "Look at me, I'm friends with Kendrick
I'm not a lame"
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 the industry to know
You if you know you dope
Look, before the music
I was ridin' 'round in my mother's whip
Now the Tesla doors rise
Up like the mothership
Mind of a militant abolitionist citizen
Literate as an immigrant
Teachin' people the infinite (Mm, let's go)
Yeshua, yes, I'm serious
Just in case you was curious
My wife half saint, half City Girl
(On 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 comin' for all my alimony
(I want a check) married to the streets
But they don't recognize the matrimony
(Dang) missionary since the honeymoon
You know it's mandatory
116 on my flesh, I bleed different
My kids raised on CHH, I breed different
(Different) it's Vincent Bantu on my shelf
I read different
I drink the blood, then eat the flesh
My greed different