Divorce 0:30 Yeah my family sells Kubota but what you loading? All around me is the weight of Divorce so now I have this remorse. I listen and I hear the friction of your diction from the distance. Why is it that when one is willing the other is caught in a snare? When somebody shares the other Divorces their care? Transparency gets met with a Pharisee? Why are we the most stubborn with things that are plain to see? Yeah you say you The Boss but where is the cost? Acting like Christ when He got sent to the cross? Oh you’ve forgiven too much? These emotions are too hot for you to touch? You have been commissioned to purify your Mrs. The Great Commission starts in your kitchen. She don’t have to be your Queen to treat her like royalty. She just looking for your loyalty. You don’t have to fix the problem just show your concern. Make it apparent that you’re willing to learn. Using verbs that show she is being heard. Why are we practicing for the next marriage when the work can start now? Sometimes you can say simple words and they don’t have to be profound. Infuse kind sounds into the vibrations that come out of your mouth. Life & death are spoken into reality’s commotion. Show your devotion when conflict is approaching. Entitlement stalks the proud. Giving height to their mocking brow. I desire each party could find a way to live in symmetry. To see how each gift compliments another in the present. The past wraps itself up in deception. I ask the future this one question: How big is your God? I look in your eyes and see a soul that’s faded. I hear your voice and bitterness has infected your tone and now it’s jaded. You walk away but you want to run. Caught up in the Night but your Spirit longs to be illuminated by The Son. In my anger I don’t want to forgive. All I perceive is their sin. I don’t want them to win. I feel dominated. Obligated to be the victim and be complacent. This gonna take work. We got to move past how we’ve been hurt. If we both got what we deserved… We both be in the dirt. Why are we forming our identity from being crafted from this earth? May our struggle be grounded in finding our worth in a Father who affirms. Here is my plea for my King. May He draft it into a symphony. I need You more Lord. I’ve been acting and I’ve stopped being proactive. I’m no longer content in Your satisfaction. My passion is lacking. “My God, my God why have You forsaken me?” Why do these emotions earthquake me? My peace is tossed to & fro. Say “I know” but it sure doesn’t show. Go with the flow but I’d rather say “no” Father, What great patience You have. You give but I still grab from this earth’s bag. Say I’m Glad but I’m still sad. How does Your Spirit get through my flesh’s interference? Today I choose to be delivered. If you got a wound, let Him heal it. We are not the sum of our past mistakes. We are the reflection of His grace: The Bride.
I was rich before money, lemme tell you something now I hope you see my worth Had no hopes an choked in feeling hurt, When it didn't work, when I didn't work to you What is Worth to you,
Poetically Its me Being here I see Everything aint as it seems Brothers barely breathe Sisters barely eat Mothers in the street Fathers in the penitentiary Our communities broken Shout out to the open The ones who can see Youre like me Meant to achieve Something greater
Yes, I chase, After people~ This ain't living!~ I thought I changed~ But, they say~ "You lost all your feelings~" I switched!~ I wish!~ I could flow with the water!~ I'm pissed!~ I can't fit, In the holes of these walls- And I~I~I (x3) Fall flat In this world of imposters~ I am lover~ To the small fish, I'm kind~ But to the bigger, I'm hostile~ We ain't come to rest!~(x3) No, we can strive!~ Okay! Let me break it down. This shit a lil cray. Might've placed my head in the wrong space. Few cliques back. Back when I was 8. 10 more years, Now I'm a disgrace. Face the facts, I will never graze, Or gaze at, All these displays of class acts. The name on my grave, Is my plaque. Cut me slack.
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Divorce 0:30
Yeah my family sells Kubota but what you loading?
All around me is the weight of Divorce so now I have this remorse.
I listen and I hear the friction of your diction from the distance.
Why is it that when one is willing the other is caught in a snare?
When somebody shares the other Divorces their care?
Transparency gets met with a Pharisee?
Why are we the most stubborn with things that are plain to see?
Yeah you say you The Boss but where is the cost?
Acting like Christ when He got sent to the cross?
Oh you’ve forgiven too much?
These emotions are too hot for you to touch?
You have been commissioned to purify your Mrs.
The Great Commission starts in your kitchen.
She don’t have to be your Queen to treat her like royalty.
She just looking for your loyalty.
You don’t have to fix the problem just show your concern.
Make it apparent that you’re willing to learn.
Using verbs that show she is being heard.
Why are we practicing for the next marriage when the work can start now?
Sometimes you can say simple words and they don’t have to be profound.
Infuse kind sounds into the vibrations that come out of your mouth.
Life & death are spoken into reality’s commotion.
Show your devotion when conflict is approaching.
Entitlement stalks the proud.
Giving height to their mocking brow.
I desire each party could find a way to live in symmetry.
To see how each gift compliments another in the present.
The past wraps itself up in deception.
I ask the future this one question:
How big is your God?
I look in your eyes and see a soul that’s faded.
I hear your voice and bitterness has infected your tone and now it’s jaded.
You walk away but you want to run.
Caught up in the Night but your Spirit longs to be illuminated by The Son.
In my anger I don’t want to forgive.
All I perceive is their sin.
I don’t want them to win.
I feel dominated.
Obligated to be the victim and be complacent.
This gonna take work.
We got to move past how we’ve been hurt.
If we both got what we deserved…
We both be in the dirt.
Why are we forming our identity from being crafted from this earth?
May our struggle be grounded in finding our worth in a Father who affirms.
Here is my plea for my King.
May He draft it into a symphony.
I need You more Lord.
I’ve been acting and I’ve stopped being proactive.
I’m no longer content in Your satisfaction.
My passion is lacking.
“My God, my God why have You forsaken me?”
Why do these emotions earthquake me?
My peace is tossed to & fro.
Say “I know” but it sure doesn’t show.
Go with the flow but I’d rather say “no”
Father,
What great patience You have.
You give but I still grab from this earth’s bag.
Say I’m Glad but I’m still sad.
How does Your Spirit get through my flesh’s interference?
Today I choose to be delivered.
If you got a wound, let Him heal it.
We are not the sum of our past mistakes.
We are the reflection of His grace: The Bride.
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Progress!
I was rich before money, lemme tell you something
now I hope you see my worth
Had no hopes an choked in feeling hurt,
When it didn't work, when I didn't work to you
What is Worth to you,
Poetically
Its me
Being here
I see
Everything aint as it seems
Brothers barely breathe
Sisters barely eat
Mothers in the street
Fathers in the penitentiary
Our communities broken
Shout out to the open
The ones who can see
Youre like me
Meant to achieve
Something greater
In this world of impostors
I am a lover
To the small fish I’m kind
I choose to eat lobster
We ain’t come to rest
I came 2nd place
Dressed to impress
You took off your dress
And with that head
you gon pass the test
Said Yes to my place
Yes, I chase,
After people~
This ain't living!~
I thought I changed~
But, they say~
"You lost all your feelings~"
I switched!~
I wish!~
I could flow with the water!~
I'm pissed!~
I can't fit,
In the holes of these walls-
And I~I~I (x3)
Fall flat
In this world of imposters~
I am lover~
To the small fish, I'm kind~
But to the bigger, I'm hostile~
We ain't come to rest!~(x3)
No, we can strive!~
Okay!
Let me break it down.
This shit a lil cray.
Might've placed my head in the wrong space.
Few cliques back.
Back when I was 8.
10 more years,
Now I'm a disgrace.
Face the facts,
I will never graze,
Or gaze at,
All these displays of class acts.
The name on my grave,
Is my plaque.
Cut me slack.