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g h o s t | #versesundays - chris church lyrics

a lot of old chatter doesn’t even really matter anymore
i’m over naysayers
feeling kinda like i’m straddling a horse
they was cash cattle-ing ya boy
racking up the lambs in the outer court
had my dad fattening the calf
ran up to the lad
“glad you ain’t a corpse”
had to split, but ain’t battling divorce
made it seem we ain’t got a choice
you ain’t maxing out stats flattering a snake
i’m up to bat so i’m rattling the cage
backing up facts, like the printer jammed
dove’s going south for the winter jam
love out the mouth
but the inner man ain’t in it man
that’s that sin again
it’s been a minute
but i got to get a pen and pad again
won’t say i’m perfect
but bad enough to go rep who had it at a 10
and adamant to be inanimate to sin
up and at em like atom ant
the end ain’t far
but going harder in my element
than some adamantium
think i’m g-ssin like daddy yankee man?
no hanky panky fam or stanky pinky
righteousness ain’t a leaderboard
you ain’t ranking right if you keeping score
so you might as well take the reaper form
if your true form still in lukewarm
still fresher than a newborn
i’m blood covered out the womb door
and i rather forfeit what i know
than to say i know when i really don’t
rather know the lamb than to be the goat
and if you know my dad
you’d behold the man
and you’d see the ghost

- chris church lyrics

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