Christ the Sensei

Walking out like a Tesla
Charged up
I'm the bezel
God the rock
I aint wrestling
You couldn't wear these socks if I let you
Watch and pray
No resting
I'm here to bring some conviction
When the pastor speak I listen
EDP
D-P be the pressure
Cant be falling off
We aint feathers
People love to talk when they winning
But temptation coming for the sinners
Not one perfect
So get the picture
I'm all about living and giving
Traditionally
They hate it
They worried about riches
Jesus bout business
I'm talking the mission
Not negotiations or visions
Valuables deep in the trenches
Hop off of the benches
Get in your essence
We need to start filling the empty
They thirsty as a Bronx brother
Trying to walk through the desert
Bigger goals than trying to be better
Pushing forward
I know where we headed
Want to save a world
That's been saved
Need to chill out
Christ the sensei
Must relay the message
I was looking for my sisters
Then God came delivered
Mom sis wife
Seeing its Jesus who forgive them
I done prayed for my brothers
Now I'm waiting
Imma get it
Believe it and receive it
And you know who get the credit
Keep it cool like its minty
My swag gon ooze never subside
Live my life
Forget strife
Live for Christ
Then to die
Will gain the heavens skies
Lets gets it

You got to be cool my brother
You got to take it easy
You cant force them to believe Him
They just got to believe it
You know some times the lemon sweet
And sometimes its sour
But either way its lemon squeazy

I used to smoke for hours
My boys flipped powder not flour
I felt I had power
But your brother had nada
I prayed to the father
I asked Him to fill me
To come in my heart or
I'd move away farther
I felt really bothered
I attended the church
I saw they were happy
I just wanted to let go of anger
And put on a smile
But didnt know
Needed to come to the altar
Shorty tried to show me
She was not flawless
Broke me inside
Thought that I got to
Head to the streets
To raise a brother
Fought with my mother
Didn't tend to sister
Mister if you listening
Don't forget this
I kind of regret it
I said it
Cuz fam be the heaven on earth
Don't you get it
Homey do you get it
I get it you get it
I get it you get it

Need to check your background
Your loved ones going be round
To keep you in check
Better rebound
If not consequence
Going to be profound
Things gonna go down
Downtown
Uptown dude
Speaking old town
Old school head
With a young gold crown
Born again 2010
Had to bow down
Swing you round
Why believe in stars
Believe in God
New age dudes
More lost than cars
Dropped in water
Moved by garden
More by the Father
Creator
Alpha Omega
Harvester
Art of the rapping
God given
Don't keep eyes hidden
You aint woke
If you aint do what God willing
Holy Ghost spilling
Fill your cup holler

You know what
That's what I'm talkin bout
That's gonna work
You got to keep giving it to them like that
Whether they see the light or black
That's gonna wake them up
I believe it

I do too