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go do! - zae da blacksmith lyrics

[verse 1]
just gimme gimme fire beats, hard bars charged with messiah’s speech
you know, something like what some man of god had or might have preached
just bring that heat with lyricism and reverence
folks, please pardon me, you see i’m old and irrelevant
but i relate to particular styles and tastes
in particular, stuff from days records spun and they lived in crates
if you was wack, it was rough if you want to rap
to jump in the cypher you must to be nice or call it a wrap and that’s that
but nowadays i judge with different criteria
still check for a spitter’s flames but i’m trying to get near him bruh
i feel that art for art’s sake is worthless
’cause what god made he made with a certain purpose
and if rap can be music and words that can work for worship
then it’s good that we exert a strong effort if god is worth it
so give us what wouldn’t make the bandwagon or float with currents
that’s cl-ssic containing words everlasting and dopest lyrics

[verse 2]
if you’re riding with the message and method with which i send it
then this one’s for you my dude, ’cause this is strictly for my ninjas
my good brothers that love the lord but they like it raw
from the word of god spitting bars, that’s what my mic is for
this one’s for y’all that’s been waiting since i’ve been gone
that been pacing, impatient, like what is taking so dang long, bruvah
the answer’s probably too complex even for me to get
in short, a lack in character and faithfulness, to keep it frank
if you’ve been in the loop then you know this is truth
and you should know how straight i shoot and i don’t try to make excuses
but life been swinging dukes been, trying not to lose
how could you understand the bruise less you been stomping in my bootses bruvah
but i could never put the mike down
like any heavyweight in tyson’s prime when it was lights out
so as the lord permits through gifts to kick tight stuff
i’ll keep a stiff grip on the mic & keep it christ up

[verse 3]
i love it when the beat is tough, riding through the streets and let your speakers thump
rapping for the glory of jesus, that’s what my people want
just spit that fire that gives me godly desires
to take up the sacred writings inspired to dig inside them
you know, the kind of stuff that’ll check you and straight challenge you
biblical thoughts with force to correct and affect your character
the type of records that get you to start to reflecting
the implications of being a wretch when god is majestic
the kind of songs that encourage the souls of saints
by marveling in the gospel with proper response to grace
wait, wait — how about a jam that’s repping the great i am
in step with the spirit, injected with lyrics to save a man
how about if when your music’s b-mping at your show
we get stirred up with affections and sing worship to the lord
i’m no scholar of ministry, methods, or ways we should emcee
but we wanna get god with our music, maybe it’s just me

- zae da blacksmith lyrics

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