Stop - Shadow Beats Remix
Do not conform yourselves to the standards of this world
But let God transform you inwardly by a complete change of your mind
Then you will be able to know the will of God
What is good and is pleasing to him and is perfect.
Light work! (Sucks teeth)
Abeg
Make everybody dey calm down
Situation get as e be for the town now
I been don dey keep calm as I dey recount
When I suppose to dey calculate how we go run town
How we gon' pick up the pace?
How we gon' pick up the bass like a instrumentalist?
How we gon' lead up the race?
How we gonna dig up the grave like a resurrectionist?
Basically I'm saying we gon' make it anyway
Even the enemy decide make we go six feet
E go be like say we die till burst thru the ground with a smile
'Cause bro, we're seeds
But they don't get it
If they really want it they can come get it
Got you regurgitating all'a your bars
If you gonna come for war, baby you better come ready
'Cause I can't be like you, you speculating
I'm undeniably a spec, you hating
I hope you come in peace, if not you're bacon
I'll leave your cheeks in a tough situation
Living in a day and age where they no dey pray again
Everybody waiting on they pastor
But we keeping it going, we forty-deep and we rolling
Me and the homies we be waiting on the rapture!
Rrra!
But let God transform you inwardly by a complete change of your mind
Then you will be able to know the will of God
What is good and is pleasing to him and is perfect.
Light work! (Sucks teeth)
Abeg
Make everybody dey calm down
Situation get as e be for the town now
I been don dey keep calm as I dey recount
When I suppose to dey calculate how we go run town
How we gon' pick up the pace?
How we gon' pick up the bass like a instrumentalist?
How we gon' lead up the race?
How we gonna dig up the grave like a resurrectionist?
Basically I'm saying we gon' make it anyway
Even the enemy decide make we go six feet
E go be like say we die till burst thru the ground with a smile
'Cause bro, we're seeds
But they don't get it
If they really want it they can come get it
Got you regurgitating all'a your bars
If you gonna come for war, baby you better come ready
'Cause I can't be like you, you speculating
I'm undeniably a spec, you hating
I hope you come in peace, if not you're bacon
I'll leave your cheeks in a tough situation
Living in a day and age where they no dey pray again
Everybody waiting on they pastor
But we keeping it going, we forty-deep and we rolling
Me and the homies we be waiting on the rapture!
Rrra!
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Writer(s): Baron Luther-king Japhets
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