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the long winded preachers son - scribe music lyrics

they say that good things come to those who waitin on. but early birdy gets the worms if we all be honest
i want dat good good now, throw up that homing beacon. got me all fired up, more than your church deacon
i’m jumpin out of the pews, because you know i caught it. boots straps done up tight, ain’t no worries i got it
i’m commissary, in the army of the father. like that front line gunner, pull choppa when i’m in parrel
romans 8:31 inside the barrel. eargo i’m bout that blood, like bone marrow
no k!lla complex, i came to start a racket, but who am to i say who really can and can’t hacket (n0body)
i ain’t n0bigdyl shout out to “indie tribe”. i may have got in the car. but ain’t trying to arrive
they say they got they juice, i say i got the feast. i got the chicken and grease cuz man i’m tryna eat
finger l!cking i’m spittin verses like tapatio. and i don’t curse in my verses because i keep it rea
i make the type of music transcending parameters. and yes ya boy remains unsigned, but i’m no amateur
i’m right here i pray to god that i don’t get complacent. i’ll go wherever cuz i’m livin out my suitcases
god almighty, gotta thank you for my wifey. cuz without that woman by me there’s not tellin who i might be
son of a sinner, who taught me still put god at the center. still remember when i was twelve and i asked em to enter
at echo lake bible camp, ya boy got on his knees. but didn’t realize my need til i was 18
wasn’t reaching for the son in that cali haze. and so he had to be down like it was 2-a days, and to this day i’m thankful, cuz it’s how the music came to be. you never care about the shallows til you in the deep

on and on and on and on it goes
(you never care about the shallows till you in the deep)
(i’m long winded)
on and on and on and on it goes (i said i’m long winded)
on and on and on and on it goes (long winded)
on and on and on and on it goes

uh, y’all ain’t know me like most of you probably think you do. i got the lines they been sayin you should be lookin through. transparent, came up quiet like an undertow. never tried to be rapper, here i am though
but save your snaps and your claps for the producer, snake tryna get to my head like i’m medusa
enough goin on upstairs, don’t need the praise cuz that, round of applause could stop the rhythm of my heart rate
i can’t succ-mb to the fans or my foes. purpose driven, yah i’m swerving round all these obstacles
optical, philosophical, prophet? no just a prodigal. i keep my focus, stay familiar with the nautical
most o’ y’all too comfy, just tryna settle in.. you want the name on the door, i’m tryna run the biz
and that’s my calling, like rudy just put me in coach. ain’t worried bout first cl-ss, just put me in coach
cuz either i’m still above the clouds, but as soon as i touch down i’m tryna go against the crowds
no i am not a hipster.. cuz that’s just another mr or sister just tryna be unique like everybody else
sorry, i put that rhyme upon the shelf, cuz i ain’t really tryna sound like n0body but myself
canadian rapper, i got the maple syrup flow. jamaican from be born, yardie riddim in my spirit though
true say! its yahweh over ya’ll way! hands folded, cuz i’m smothered in undeserved grace
lawd.. why had to chose the underdog? ain’t no fear on this planet it’s all under god
all praises to the most high jah. cuz he freed me from the beast, ya he snapped the whole lock jaw
ill praise the lord all my days, until my final hour. so on my tombstone, go head and leave a comma, cuz i’ma rest in power

on and on and on and on it goes
(i’m reppin jesus til my final hour)
on and on and on and on it goes (you can blame it on my daddy)
on and on and on and on it goes (preachers son c’mon)
(i said i’m long winded)
on and on and on and on it goes
(i said i’m long winded)
(what you looking for)
(this is how it goes)
(what you looking for)
(this is how it goes)

no breaks, cuz i’m chilling and fillin the vibe. and i’m ready get rid of the pride. i’m stealing the cealin, they oughta be stoppin and dropping and rollin, the fire. is burnin inside, i’m feelin refined, ain’t gotta rewind. no ain’t got the time to spin around. i see the rise. an army standing side to side like its my profile. no one can stop us even if they hit me wit a 4.5
i could have took a breathe but the spirit has got me breathing like i’m hooked up to a respirator. droppin the jaws like florida gators
i got my eyes on the prize so i don’t see the haters. no runnin off of the shade i’m solar powered playa. heavy weighter
like overeem. my god is over everything their ain’t n0body beatin him, he always gets the win
ain’t no facades round here, there’s no hiding . that’s word to deraj we tryna keep it 1000
and you can never stop my flow, just like a pastor spittin,energizer drum beat hitting ya this is long winded

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