Flex Arm Hang

They say a hit dog hollers I ain't gotta say much They say his bark Ain't as loud as his bit We love to fight I ain't talking in the physical I'm talking for what's right On the Tarmac waiting for my plane To take flight That's in the physical A metaphor for life Ain't too far from our peace But our pies we sacrificed All the trips that we took With our wheels out of alignment Ain't gonna be an ounce of respect I got to die with The devil always want someone To go and dance with So I get triggered when I hear rappers Romance it The God I serve Say you get what you deserve You reap what you sow Them bad seeds won't grow I ain't losing sleep For bad deed no more But you change it in your heart So bad deeds won't show You stuck on these laughs And a bunch of these gaffes Don't let these bars go over your head Like Giraffes Put them under your chin Flex arm hang Man in the mirror Gotta make that change The more clouds you see The better chance at rain I guess we all trying to mask that pain As a land my plane I got crosses to bear Deadlines to meet Documents to sign And copies of my receipts Just in case the government Wanna press delete I can show you I was fighting While the rest of y'all was sleep And in this war There's no surrender no retreat No place to kick my feet up The kitchen got all the heat Forget super teams My brothers love to compete Just waiting in the trenches For all the action to peak We praise God Then we pass the ammunition No longer am I bound To all my past decisions I see two footsteps in the distance It's my testimony And I'm here to bear witness