The Genesis Lyrics

Grew up in Chicago

It was dirty bathtubs

Man I grew up in Chicago

They was shooting with them slugs

Kept my butt in school

Hit them Grades first

Singing solos

Nana kept me up in church

Pressure from the world

Fight the demons that's inside of me

Riding in the ambulance

Thanks to my anxiety

I was really losing it

I was spazzing out

Praying to the Lord

Please help me with my doubt

Battles on the daily

With them soldiers in my head

Battles on the daily

And I Almost wet the bed

Yea almost for them dreams in my head

Said almost

Something touching on my leg

Said almost

Man I couldn't even sleep

Said almost

Grandma husband was a creep

Praying to the Lord

Please keep me out them streets

Praying to the Lord

Hoping I don't break

Praying to the Lord

Please Keep me out them streets

Praying to the Lord

For my soul I hope he take it

Praying to the Lord

Please keep me out them streets

Praying to the Lord

Please God I hope I make it

Finna miss the bus

Now I'm racing out the door

Running late for school

Now I gotta really float

Don't be breaking rules

But I'm on a landslide

Start wearing all black

Fight them tears in my eyes

They didn't see the pain

They didn't see the rage

They didn't see the blades

Bird in a cage

Cutting deep

But I flip the page

Understand the pressure

Understand the phase

I don't wanna fade

I don't wanna stray

Stepping to the left

Keep me out them graves

Keep me out the dirt

Keep me out my hurt

But I know my worth

Do I know my worth

Do I know my soul

Am I really chosen

Do I know the truth

Do I really know it

Man I almost let it go

Almost lost my hope

Biting fruit that don't belong to me

Cleaning up my doctrine

Man I'm Viewing my theology

I was really blind

But it's getting clear to me

I was really blind

But I always knew I see

Praying to the Lord

Please keep me out them streets

Praying to the Lord

Hoping I don't break

Praying to the Lord

Please Keep me out them streets

Praying to the Lord

For my soul I hope he take it

Praying to the Lord

Please keep me out them streets

Praying to the Lord

Please God I hope I make it

Praying to the Lord

Please keep me out them streets

Praying to the Lord

Please God I hope I make it

Swinging back again

Cause I know it's round three

Swinging left and right

Like Muhammad Ali

Thy rod and thy staff

I know they comfort me

Sing about yo goodness

Cause I know it follows me

Follow me up

Follow me down

Follow me around

Making sounds

Shouting real loud

Shouting real proud

It's a glory sound

Let them trumpets sound

Marching with no crowd

I won't turn my plow

And then walls

They gone tumble down

Killing my desires

Trapping on the beat

Killing my desires

Cause the flesh was made weak

Killing my desires

For the cross, my holy trinity

I was born a fighter

It's the Warrior in me

Playing jump rope with my faith

I took a leap

Praying for my soul

Now I lay me down to sleep

Praying to the Lord

Please keep me out them streets

Praying to the Lord

Hoping I don't break

Praying to the Lord

Please Keep me out them streets

Praying to the Lord

For my soul I hope he take it

Praying to the Lord

Please keep me out them streets

Praying to the Lord

Please God I hope I make it

Praying to the Lord

Please keep me out them streets

Praying to the Lord

Please God I hope I make it