Lyrics:
80 bars, 80 scars
Yo, engineer turn me up, yo
I started off in the underground
From mono to stereo, now I'm surround sound
Blowing through your
Is this a real guy? Is he just fantasy?
'Cause of his grand size, no one's safe from fatality
Open your eyes, look up at Goliath, and see:
GOLIATH:
of my data empirical, all of your chatter satirical
I mix the matter with spiritual, whip and come back with a platter of miracle
This ain't no David
of faith and a fraction of a chance
And the action of yours hands
Just that would change tides
David vs Goliath
He was slain by a god
Staring in his eyes
No
and low: bend knees to maintain flow.
Might get blinded by the brilliance of the sky so get a hold of some shades for your third eye.
Wise guy in
formed as they ring
And David's lips are locked in place
For the sitter in eternal occupation
For the taste of one sweet, or something run bitter
the Red Monkey Jeans? My shirt was made by Gino Green (Nice shirt)
My jewels was made by David Bling (David) They call me the underground king
Chain bling
don't wanna control ya
Just wanna make ya mine
And when your life's outta order
Just have a good time
And ex-ta-sy I wanna fly
And bring ya sex-in me I
to feel important
Surroundin' your feet in Joan &
David and Charles Jourdan
I keep you dove, but love
You know these hoes be makin' me weak
Y'all knows how
still couldn't hold me
I got the rock stone from David's slingshot
Who could master the wisdom to which Rakeem got?
Watch for the cops, third eye like
This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached
He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back
He's an animal
He's hungry
put on David Tomerfest
Though I'm humberlicious strugglin' to jump
Let me blow a Hubba Bubba in your face, that'cha ego!
Ayo, freeze-funk, you got
lift our eyes to You
Son of David, do not pass us by
We long for Your return, We long for You
We long for Your return, We long for You
Lord we know
knees
Your ankles and pretty heels
Chased by French stick on wheels
What a hydraulic way to spend my time
And an attenuated bell to throw in polls
I'm
skies above, sun on your arms
Strength in your stride and hope in those squeaky-clean eyes
(Hope in those squeaky-clean eyes)
You'll get chilly
skies above, sun on your arms
Strength in your stride and hope in those squeaky-clean eyes
(Hope in those squeaky-clean eyes)
You'll get chilly
the slightest light
Gathered in a circle with some guys I’m inspired by
He approached each one and reached his hands out
Covered they eyes and turned them black
I
You can get your body pulled in a tiny knot
Most of these new niggas is new pussies
Nigga, you Kylie's pops
You Kaitlyn Jenner, I'm Jidenna, here's
it
In the City of David
And see the one that created
Everything that has life
Know his name Jesus Christ
By his people he was hated and crucified
I'm
on em as you make way
Towards your fate you're not late for your prime
Nerve of them who hate on your shine
Bright but like sprite live in the lime
Light
As long as am living when i am praying, help me find favour in your sight X1
David found favour in you sight,
Jesus in your sight they were living they
will not lie in bed
I will not let my eyes have sleep
Or give my eyelids rest
Till I find a place for the LORD
Find a dwelling place for Jacob's Mighty
doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
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