Yeah
I just caught the tempo I swear
Been a minute since I wrote a verse, for real
Yeah
Movin' mountains with my mental, I'm a mind-bender
Some love copying my addiction, I'm a line lender
Catch me sniffin, K-9 sense erect perpendiculars
Per pen stroke, I'm ridiculous
No fictitious shit
Non-fiction, like James Baldwin '55
Notes of a Native Son to the Father, circa '55
I'll never fold holding onto the handles of the Honorable
Minister, the Father is the Black Stone rejected by the builders
My father is a Black God, raised in His Image
Alhumdulilah for this time that I was gifted
No letters to my name, still they say that "It Was Written"
The friction from the pen too hot for the infidel
Wish 'em well, sippin' tea welled from the waters of Zam-Zam
Hot damn, how this nigga go from a sheep to a Lamb?
Who is he, making deaf hear and the blind see?
'I Am, That I Am', you could call me Elohim
Call me Elohim
Call me Elohim
Do it for my healing, this is not a show
(I do it, I do it, hey)
Praying to Allah I got a Midas flow
(Alhumdulilah, yeah yeah)
Speaking to the soul, it's undeniable
(Can't deny it)
'Cause deep in my heart, I got a pot of gold
(Priceless)
Uh, looking a brighter day and I found the Son
(On God)
Lookin' for a better rapper, I think I'm one
(Yup)
Searchin' for an answer to your prayers
It's in your data
Keep goin up the ladder
They mad, make 'em madder
(You mad?)
Huh, people switchin' hats
I'm like Kermit on the matter
I don't do it for no Static
Shock the world with my blackness
(Sheesh)
Guess that's magic
Just so happens that I'm good at what I do
(We good)
Make the beat and mix the track
This that Nation Baby music
(Okay)
Never had a handout
We get it out the mud
We the people of the clay
We was raised out the slums
Go to the war with devils
(War)
If they out disrespectful
They tote a gun, whatever
(Nah)
I'm on another level
(Yup)
We got that higher weapon
We got the Mothership
I'm tryna learn my Lessons 'cause I need a scholarship
(Gimme that)
He don't like what he see, so upload another clip
(Another one)
Ridin' low in the sky zone 'cause that's where the battle is
And I...
Do it for my healing, this is not a show
(I do it, I do it, hey)
Praying to Allah I got a Midas flow
(Alhumdulilah, yeah yeah)
Speaking to the soul, it's undeniable
(Can't deny it)
'Cause deep in my heart, I got a pot of gold
(Priceless)
Prince Ayinde - C H U R C H Lyrics
Prince Ayinde - C H U R C H Lyrics
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English
Yeah
I just caught the tempo I swear
Been a minute since I wrote a verse, for real
Yeah
Movin' mountains with my mental, I'm a mind-bender
Some love copying my addiction, I'm a line lender
Catch me sniffin, K-9 sense erect perpendiculars
Per pen stroke, I'm ridiculous
No fictitious shit
Non-fiction, like James Baldwin '55
Notes of a Native Son to the Father, circa '55
I'll never fold holding onto the handles of the Honorable
Minister, the Father is the Black Stone rejected by the builders
My father is a Black God, raised in His Image
Alhumdulilah for this time that I was gifted
No letters to my name, still they say that "It Was Written"
The friction from the pen too hot for the infidel
Wish 'em well, sippin' tea welled from the waters of Zam-Zam
Hot damn, how this nigga go from a sheep to a Lamb?
Who is he, making deaf hear and the blind see?
'I Am, That I Am', you could call me Elohim
Call me Elohim
Call me Elohim
Do it for my healing, this is not a show
(I do it, I do it, hey)
Praying to Allah I got a Midas flow
(Alhumdulilah, yeah yeah)
Speaking to the soul, it's undeniable
(Can't deny it)
'Cause deep in my heart, I got a pot of gold
(Priceless)
Uh, looking a brighter day and I found the Son
(On God)
Lookin' for a better rapper, I think I'm one
(Yup)
Searchin' for an answer to your prayers
It's in your data
Keep goin up the ladder
They mad, make 'em madder
(You mad?)
Huh, people switchin' hats
I'm like Kermit on the matter
I don't do it for no Static
Shock the world with my blackness
(Sheesh)
Guess that's magic
Just so happens that I'm good at what I do
(We good)
Make the beat and mix the track
This that Nation Baby music
(Okay)
Never had a handout
We get it out the mud
We the people of the clay
We was raised out the slums
Go to the war with devils
(War)
If they out disrespectful
They tote a gun, whatever
(Nah)
I'm on another level
(Yup)
We got that higher weapon
We got the Mothership
I'm tryna learn my Lessons 'cause I need a scholarship
(Gimme that)
He don't like what he see, so upload another clip
(Another one)
Ridin' low in the sky zone 'cause that's where the battle is
And I...
Do it for my healing, this is not a show
(I do it, I do it, hey)
Praying to Allah I got a Midas flow
(Alhumdulilah, yeah yeah)
Speaking to the soul, it's undeniable
(Can't deny it)
'Cause deep in my heart, I got a pot of gold
(Priceless)
I just caught the tempo I swear
Been a minute since I wrote a verse, for real
Yeah
Movin' mountains with my mental, I'm a mind-bender
Some love copying my addiction, I'm a line lender
Catch me sniffin, K-9 sense erect perpendiculars
Per pen stroke, I'm ridiculous
No fictitious shit
Non-fiction, like James Baldwin '55
Notes of a Native Son to the Father, circa '55
I'll never fold holding onto the handles of the Honorable
Minister, the Father is the Black Stone rejected by the builders
My father is a Black God, raised in His Image
Alhumdulilah for this time that I was gifted
No letters to my name, still they say that "It Was Written"
The friction from the pen too hot for the infidel
Wish 'em well, sippin' tea welled from the waters of Zam-Zam
Hot damn, how this nigga go from a sheep to a Lamb?
Who is he, making deaf hear and the blind see?
'I Am, That I Am', you could call me Elohim
Call me Elohim
Call me Elohim
Do it for my healing, this is not a show
(I do it, I do it, hey)
Praying to Allah I got a Midas flow
(Alhumdulilah, yeah yeah)
Speaking to the soul, it's undeniable
(Can't deny it)
'Cause deep in my heart, I got a pot of gold
(Priceless)
Uh, looking a brighter day and I found the Son
(On God)
Lookin' for a better rapper, I think I'm one
(Yup)
Searchin' for an answer to your prayers
It's in your data
Keep goin up the ladder
They mad, make 'em madder
(You mad?)
Huh, people switchin' hats
I'm like Kermit on the matter
I don't do it for no Static
Shock the world with my blackness
(Sheesh)
Guess that's magic
Just so happens that I'm good at what I do
(We good)
Make the beat and mix the track
This that Nation Baby music
(Okay)
Never had a handout
We get it out the mud
We the people of the clay
We was raised out the slums
Go to the war with devils
(War)
If they out disrespectful
They tote a gun, whatever
(Nah)
I'm on another level
(Yup)
We got that higher weapon
We got the Mothership
I'm tryna learn my Lessons 'cause I need a scholarship
(Gimme that)
He don't like what he see, so upload another clip
(Another one)
Ridin' low in the sky zone 'cause that's where the battle is
And I...
Do it for my healing, this is not a show
(I do it, I do it, hey)
Praying to Allah I got a Midas flow
(Alhumdulilah, yeah yeah)
Speaking to the soul, it's undeniable
(Can't deny it)
'Cause deep in my heart, I got a pot of gold
(Priceless)
Writer: Ayinde Muhammad
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid