Beautiful Mess
These are the realest writings ever wrote
And you can quote the realest words I ever spoke
I never spoke a word until my Father died
kept it in until the day Father closed his eyes
I don't lie
My words on a need to know
If I don't speak
Then you don't need to know
let me grow
Theres a time to remove yourself from all the strife
But I'm the strife
Cant remove myself from my own life
Just live it well
Get yourself up like you never fell
Thank The Lord that he paid my bail
Im being real
I used to think that I was headed to a prison cell
Wasn't well
Straight walking in a living hell
Moms used to say Cole your a mess
Her words hit my chest
That's the reason why I left
Army bound
Reminise on them Georgia nights
Laid awake thinking
There has to be more to life
Moms said I was beautiful but a mess
Thank God for this Beautiful Mess
Just a beautiful Mess
You Ready
Don't feel the peace
Don't feel the peace
Don't feel the peace
Never at ease
Sit for a second
Drama increase
Give me a beat
I will unleash
Spit like a beast
Spit like a beast
Spit like a beast
Silence the weak
Get to the point
Point of the shift
Beautiful Mess
Already a gift
Ready for this
Ready for this
Still ready this
Gifted I know
Belated I know
Still gave you a flow
With eloquent blows
To give you the woes
I never let anybody get to me
No matter how much they would tell me
Your life is a mess
What your doing is a mess
I would never let it get to me
Cause I was always so grounded
On the belief that
No matter how much of a mess I was in
I was gonna get out and God was gonna get me through it
And he was gonna use it for something beautiful
And one day I'd be able to look back
And know
It wasn't a mess
It was part of the plan
Words I spoke you can call em spoken word
I'm not a poet I'm poem that you never heard
Erase my wrongs I would never do to get it right
It got me here so Im finally doing something right
Leave this life
In hopes I get the crown of life
I leave this gift
hoping that it gives you life
Never the less
Just a soul at it's best
God knows I'm just a Beautiful Mess
And you can quote the realest words I ever spoke
I never spoke a word until my Father died
kept it in until the day Father closed his eyes
I don't lie
My words on a need to know
If I don't speak
Then you don't need to know
let me grow
Theres a time to remove yourself from all the strife
But I'm the strife
Cant remove myself from my own life
Just live it well
Get yourself up like you never fell
Thank The Lord that he paid my bail
Im being real
I used to think that I was headed to a prison cell
Wasn't well
Straight walking in a living hell
Moms used to say Cole your a mess
Her words hit my chest
That's the reason why I left
Army bound
Reminise on them Georgia nights
Laid awake thinking
There has to be more to life
Moms said I was beautiful but a mess
Thank God for this Beautiful Mess
Just a beautiful Mess
You Ready
Don't feel the peace
Don't feel the peace
Don't feel the peace
Never at ease
Sit for a second
Drama increase
Give me a beat
I will unleash
Spit like a beast
Spit like a beast
Spit like a beast
Silence the weak
Get to the point
Point of the shift
Beautiful Mess
Already a gift
Ready for this
Ready for this
Still ready this
Gifted I know
Belated I know
Still gave you a flow
With eloquent blows
To give you the woes
I never let anybody get to me
No matter how much they would tell me
Your life is a mess
What your doing is a mess
I would never let it get to me
Cause I was always so grounded
On the belief that
No matter how much of a mess I was in
I was gonna get out and God was gonna get me through it
And he was gonna use it for something beautiful
And one day I'd be able to look back
And know
It wasn't a mess
It was part of the plan
Words I spoke you can call em spoken word
I'm not a poet I'm poem that you never heard
Erase my wrongs I would never do to get it right
It got me here so Im finally doing something right
Leave this life
In hopes I get the crown of life
I leave this gift
hoping that it gives you life
Never the less
Just a soul at it's best
God knows I'm just a Beautiful Mess
Credits
Writer(s): Cole Renee
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