Get Back Glide (Freestyle)

Yeah feels good to be back M To The 1st Letter K Bredda (Asambe) I say brukutu like Backroad The murder that Mak wrote The old me got M'ed off Got swallowed up like back throat Had to grow back my back bone Now I'm back home Remember who is speaking Don't try step with that tone Step with that vibe I'll show face and turn Hyde You are not my Bonnie Don't think that I am your Clyde I'm like... Yoh... (Yoh) What's that bredda's name? Dave Man after his heart Cuz I just don't have the space for inkingas No longer blind, He showed grace No ties, I'm the Croc shoes with no lace No prize can ever get won with no chase To know Christ it's like being high but no haze Yeah I'm churchy, I know you heard me Me I'm choosing Christ Before the devil try and burn me He turned me From that life on a backslide Can't sleep on the vio This the Get Back Glide Get back what's mine Lucy try tek weh my peace I rose up, levelled it down and unleashed Unsheathed the sword of the spirit and dug deep That's real greaze You ain't never gone to warfare whilst on knees Argh! I'm so gassed We need a Jesus pandemic with no mask I'll lift up the cup of salvation That's no flask I walked through the valley with the shadows there's no grass So I don't want to hear no doubters I was battling supervillains with no powers On my back ones My Jone Jack ones I was fighting forces not the coke crack ones Can't even say in the end Mak won because we still got beef My Purpose is the bag he's tryna teef Not from any Shy Town like Keef I'll be The Voice I was always meant to be (Yeah) Can't even say in the end Mak won cuz we still got beef My Purpose is the bag he's tryna teef Not from any Shy Town like Keef I'll be The Voice I was always meant to be, Praise G-O-D