Paradox

All glory up to God, the kind of time we on If it ain't giving praise to Heaven, then don't sign me up If I ain't breaking out them chains, then they'll bind me up They keep on offering the fame, but won't buy me out Cause I ain't selling out Oh no, Signing off On a couple dotted lines, crooked paradox Man, you can't even recover with a pair of docs Leave you hanging with a penny and a pair of Crocs Walking with the Lord best prepare the cost Lord teaching money ain't a thing to me People sleeping on me, but I got some dreams to see Got my hands out, this temple is an offering Like oxygen I need my God to breathe again Down for the count Enemy open doors and then I'm running him out Blocking him out Need a pair of headphones, way I silence the crowd Don't try to diss Speaking gossip, people gonna end up with a lisp Devil tryna take off my head But it's just a swing and a miss Fixing to get Hype on these folk speaking over me Possibly the boldest, print is thicker in my poetry Audience of One, don't need a playlist to come notice me If I stay impacting generations, then you know it's me Huh All these empty treasures are eventually Dust Matthew 28 mission, yeah let's Discuss I don't really listen to no crooked Leaders So who gonna beat us Through many trials, yeah I finally Got sick of the cussing and people bussing it's Melpomone Pick up your crosses and watch as Jesus builds autonomy Start as a student and listen keen to what He's teaching me He was there when no one else really believed in me Start from the bottom Then follow your calling Stop worrying about all the numbers and ruse Love the forgotten Don't harden your heart And go care for the people who begging for news Teach about Jesus Claim that He freed us I'm on a mission to silence the fools Giving all glory to God cause I got, I got All glory up to God, the kind of time we on If it ain't giving praise to Heaven, then don't sign me up If I ain't breaking out them chains, then they'll bind me up They keep on offering the fame, but won't buy me out Cause I ain't selling out Oh no Signing off On a couple dotted lines, crooked paradox Man, you can't even recover with a pair of docs Leave you hanging with a penny and a pair of Crocs Walking with the Lord best prepare the cost