HIPHOP HEAD Lyrics

Bro I'm not going to lie

Just kind of fell off

Just not hitting the same anymore bro

I hate to say it but I've got to be that guy

This song is my testimony about being a follower of Jesus Christ

Who just happens also to be a hip hop head

For everyone that's yapping

On his name and on what happens

Let's get it let's get it

Keep testing disrespect him in essence

M A R I O

But my name don't matter no more

I'm going forgive I don't forget

I'm never trusting you again like

Huh

What's all this filth I've got to be hearing

What's wrong with all of you all

Ain't you read any verse right in ephesians

Claim the name of yah

Dragging it right through mud just for some clout

It's got me going dumb going crazy

Boy I'm crashing out

Way too passionate

You ain't having it

That's the rhetoric

Who this immigrant

Thinking that he really spitting

So what wait when

Did I deserve respect because of my skin

Fake artists fake fans

Fake apostles fake men

Go

Prodigal son I've got that family tie

Writing this fighting satan in the back of my own mind

Son of man is on the line

Holding me up after I die

He great

I'm a slave

Pay it all up to the most high

Not going wear the crown of thorns abusing using what it means

I'm not going preach and teach and be disgusting behind the scenes

I'm done being quiet and silent yelling telling what I mean

This ain't no one off in my life

Jesus is always my king

Had to lose my mind

To gain my soul

He got me like that

I always yap for my lord

Like I'm a living high hat

Consider this my response if you ever heard my diss track

I don't stoop to your level God taught me to forgive that

Lost too many prophets not to play it safe

My blood boils when they misrepresenting my God yahweh

Where you think your prayer goes

When you live with sin too close

Can we read some scripture on the low

I'm sick of all of your

Interpretations

Justification for all your hating

Take consideration it's either God or that loser satan

Name dropping love bombing

I want us to pay homage

I'm middle eastern

But I discern

Nothing that I'm condoning

Acting fake twisting faith

You know that I'm a fight back

Culture this culture that

Sick of pagans who write raps

Double standards are standard

You love the plan but hate the planner

Make it make sense

Boy we ain't even waving the same banner

Not trying to take credit

Because I ain't the first that said it

Just rapping and spitting so you listen to this apologetic

I give my life solely to the nazarene

It's only by his blood that I'm finally washed clean

This is for your rap song

So like add that to one of your hits like in the beginning

And then like go crazy on it

I actually love you though bye