Songtext zu 'Word' von Sho Baraka

I've been reading word/ living that word/
Diggin that word/ giving that word/
I've got the word on my lips/
Word in my palm
Word in my mind
Word is bond
(i've got that word)

Verse 1
I'm up in that word ain't no fear in me heart/
Check with me squad, the thing we fear is me god/
Me pride and moms, we got freedom/
No death (no fear) since the second adam/
(that's word) like who these squares who now got nerve/
To speak with boldness like revenge of the nerds/
Only cuz the memra gave us s'smikah/
To now get amp'd and be his speakers/
The word will return aint no maybes or likely/
With fire in his eyes cuz don't take him lightly/
Or test it cuz he may run in the stands/
This aint a game but he coming with a full marching band/
Blood robe flowing and angel's trumpets blowing/
Aint no laughing matter but they'll be heads rolling/
These cats run the block they got swag on the corner/
But jesus came thru and their swag got ran over/

Verse 2
If you knew me in the past i'm a different kind of dude/
Gotta new attitude, nolonger described as a fool,
My shoes or my jewels, me got a cool/
My stylist is the king of jews/
(that's word) man think that the words fake/
40 different authors complimenting what they say/
Inerrancy of scripture still holds up today/
God knows what he's doing this didn't happen by mistake/
The lord spoke clearly cuz he's great and all potent/
Got relevant components cuz the lords all knowing/
Timeless classic teachable for any moment/
Got many nay-sayers but no worthy opponent/
Its got young men walking with bounce in their step/
They got right living cuz they know what they left/
This new breed aint scared were take it to your chest/
Correct in you love then leave you impressed cuz

Verse 3
Yeah i got that word on my lips, in my heart, in my palm/
Maybe mark maybe luke maybe psalms maybe john/
Its makes me cry makes me think make me strong/
It makes your boy repent when my mind thinking wrong/
Peace to my heart something like a smooth song/
Gives rest to the weary when the race feels long/
It got me serving my wife, like cooking in the morn/
It got me fleeing temptation when my passions are torn/
Serving poor, i'm like an open door /
What's mine is yours like acts chapter 4 /
Peace in the storm, when it feels like its war/
Contentment in my heart when my flesh wants more/
He saw man's need and he gave what he had/
He had riches then took rags/
Even worse than that to make me feel low/
He gave his life on the cross so we could live bro/