God Flow歌词-Emprehss

God Flow歌词由Emprehss演唱，出自专辑《God Flow》，下面是《God Flow》完整版歌词！

God Flow歌词完整版

To god

My life i will commit

Celibacy

On a fasting tip

Prayer first

Don't forget that script

Our body's a temple

That's god's gift

Life's hard

But god will soften it

Tell a non believer

Find god and commit

God sent me

Call me god's gift

Corrupt babylon

Got you doing shifts

Meanwhile they at home with their kids

Or at the very least

On a family tip

Living off all your taxes

Ensuring they evade all taxes

You're content and silent

So must like slave ish

The thought alone

Just gives me the ick

Work, home, sleep

That's some slave shift

(Awww) look at babylon's sheep

All asleep on the slave ship

How you built like a corpse

Talking reckless

That's why the mandem

Took off your necklace

I'm a sag

I'm emotionally reckless

They sending pharmacist

To play hood bloody tetris

We aligned

So we fasting for breakfast

You're lost

So you go to the chemist

Welcome to london

Where it's always cold

And where you might get

Robbed for your coat

On god

We tired of being broke

We tried the broke life

It was a joke

One day we will act broke

Cause we got the tax man at our throat

For the record

I walk with the holy ghost

Hence why i only speak parables

I started rapping

Just to stunt on foes

I made a way

When they told me no

I came from no where

So your mind their is boggled

The enlightened

will overstand this flow

Welcome to london

Full of lost souls

And if your a young king

you might not get old

They playing death run

With our babies yo

It all went left

when they brought in the poles

I came to enlighten

I didn't come to blow

God sent me

This is god's flow

I praise his name

Just so they know

Stop comparing me

To all these stinky woes

They out here selling

Gina on the low

It's already written

So of course i'm gonna blow

I started rapping

Just to stunt on foes

Now i'm gonna

Surpass all my goals

May our bank accounts

Grow

May we billi up

Before we get old

I tried acting

But wasn't getting roles

The game's rigged

Just so you know

They show god's artists

We're too god to blow

Then push

Satan's artists

With stolen god flows

Do you think that's coincidental?

But we you speak

You're called broke and bitter yo

Yet we rise we can never fold

Can't you see

We got god in our soul

And that power

Can't be replicated bro

They favour satan

Forget god

That's their code

We see their bs

This world's cold

I'm here to change the game

So i had to be bold

I'm just saying

That's just how they roll

They tryna rob us for our souls

They robbing us to fund

their pedos

A dead peodophile can't reoffend

This world is sick

We need god in our ends

Game full of actors

We call them mike myers

How you ageist and looking retired

Heard yours raps

A they sounding retired

Satan's art

And they calling it fire

Can't write

So they hire ghost writers

Wrote the song

But they didn't give credit

Curves for days

Yo you best check the edit

I remember the days

When i didn't have credit

Now i'm chasing new money

I want it imbedded

They can never stop us

Because this is god given

To stop corruption

I'm on a mission

Touch any of my people

Then you coming up missing

I told my people

Yo I got a vision

I don't wanna be

Mentally imprisoned

Remember

They rather see you

Dead or in prison

If you say it out loud

Then you should know

That it's already written

So be careful what you put out

Into the universe