MORSE CODE Lyrics

(All the things in the dark, what the Lord knows)

(All the things)

Fill me up with the spirit that the Lord shows

Breaking up? shit done have you in divorce code

Read that shit between the lines, like it's morse code

Never know what open up, when the door close

They be looking too far in it, like a horoscope

Casting spells, onto witches, like a wardrobe

Have you looking through the gates, like you going home

All the things done in the dark is what the Lord knows

They be talking from the bleachers, like the fourth row

I put the tension on they head just like a cornrow

They wrestle with it not Roddy Piper or Stone Cold

They talk about it like riding striker in solo

I tried to fight it it's overwhelming it's in my system

I caught the virus and tried to heal it, fill the prescription

Like arthritis he start to clutch it, finger was itching

He prone to violence but couldn't tell you what that got in him

The spirit mongering people probably stayed in position

They feared the fatherless kids that just grew up in the system

I see some fatherless bitches that sent my boy to prison

That bottle up in the kitchen is bout to hit your kidney

I tried to bottle it up but I couldn't keep it in me

I hit the throttle I'm up and I'm bout to hit up 50

They say they standing for something but falling when it's sticky

It hit the nitty-gritty, I didn't have it in me

Fill me up with the spirit that the Lord shows

Breaking up? shit done have you in divorce code

Read that shit between the lines, like it's morse code

Never know what open up, when the door close

They be looking too far in it, like a horoscope

Casting spells, onto witches, like a wardrobe

Have you looking through the gates, like you going home

All the things done in the dark is what the Lord knows

I tried to keep it to myself, I didn't have it in me

She just worried about the likes, to make sure that she pretty

Them boys gone scurry like some mice online, she post a titty

And afterwards they soak their sorrows drowning in they pity

But who am I to judge her, shit I seen that shit myself

When 30 years go by, I bet she hanging off the shelf

But she can't find a man to love her, love she never felt

But she got all designer shit still sitting by herself

But shit who told us all these lies? Shit why can't we see?

They told us love was hard to find, put her in the street

They told that"That killing cool, put it in a song"

They told that bitch she look real good walk out with her thong

It's like they want to see us fall, flood the fentanyl

I wish I would have fucking answered when my brother called

But now that brother gone, because he partied way to hard

But that lifestyle sounded cool when they put it in a song

Fill me up with the spirit that the Lord shows

Breaking up? shit done have you in divorce code

Read that shit between the lines, like it's morse code

Never know what open up, when the door close

They be looking too far in it, like a horoscope

Casting spells, onto witches, like a wardrobe

Have you looking through the gates, like you going home

All the things done in the dark is what the Lord knows

Fill me up with the spirit that the Lord shows

Breaking up? shit done have you in divorce code

Read that shit between the lines, like it's morse code

Never know what open up, when the door close

They be looking too far in it, like a horoscope

Casting spells, onto witches, like a wardrobe

Have you looking through the gates, like you going home

All the things done in the dark is what the Lord knows

(All the things in the dark, what the Lord knows)

(All the things in the dark)