Grind Out

I grind out but I’m prime timed out This ain't bout getting shine I blow that lime light out I don't do this for my glory See the flesh is timed out Young Ques keeps it holy For The Lord I ride out yeah I hear the goat chatter from all of the boast babblers It doesn't matter Christ was Lord before the world was fathomed Before a man was formed in His hands and likeness fashioned Before the first Adam and Eve and the fall happened Christ was all action He had the masses open They came by the droves to see the man who walked the ocean The one who spit it potent That man was so ferocious He caused fig trees to die by His words spoken That's the Lords anointing So magnificent Father omnipotent sent Christ to demolish sin And then He let us in by fulfilling His promises No longer opposites but equals We're the Fathers kids Through Christ’s empowerment His mighty power gets bigger thicker deeper Closer the hour gets For the mighty Kings return To claim the bride He yearns The ones that earned the privilege to be the righteous church By grinding out and spreading news about the Saviors worth Pounding the pavement No hesitation We put in work By grinding out and spreading news about the Saviors worth Pounding the pavement No hesitation We put in work I grind out but I’m prime timed out This aint bout getting shine I blow that lime light out I don't this for my glory See the flesh is timed out Young Ques keeps it holy For The Lord I ride out yeah I grind out but I’m prime timed out This aint bout getting shine I blow that lime light out I don't do this for my glory See the flesh is timed out Young Ques keeps it holy For The Lord I ride out yeah You crave gifts and glamour Just loving the clicks of cameras Prepared to risk it all For getting on Your so enamored I chose Jehovah’s standards For Him I raise my banner Pardon my manners I go bananas with holy grammar I’m so passionate bout passing it on When I’m rapping I’m not just flapping my gums I’m pointing towards the answer Your boy bragging bout guns Blasting and fashion And chick bagging ain’t happening The mic I’m grabbing Is Thors hammer I’m smashing demons with it I’m reaching heathens Giving em truth in the booth And it’s hundred proof It’s Jesus in it Holy and authentic See through the dark Riddick Pearce through the heart With my art form And ignore critics I’m talking Kingdom business Living witness Of The Lords forgiveness Christs the realest He’s the reason that the kid is living Freed from mental prison He cleaned this vessel Listen That’s why I’m soul fishing Using this to draw Christians I grind out but I’m prime timed out This aint bout getting shine I blow that lime light out I don't do this for my glory See the flesh is timed out Young Ques keeps it holy For The Lord I ride out yeah I grind out but I’m prime timed out This aint bout getting shine I blow that lime light out I don't do this for my glory See the flesh is timed out Young Ques keeps it holy For The Lord I ride out yeah