I'm Home

One of the best if I never get that acknowledgement
Never need a to flex when I fit indeed with my scholarship
Easy for liars to look in the mirror, it's hard to face facts
I'm the most prolific yeen ain't heard of, I'll probably stay that
Veteran talk mixed with a reverends walk
Giving life by outlining your favorite rappers in chalk
Killing these rappers filling these chapters Pen and this pad
Scribbling passage masters filled with the Master
Nothing before or after
Never levitate or elevate what desecrates
Never feed a man who never cared for sharing plates
And never second guess a veteran you never played
Who mixed with reverend so every step he take is Heaven made
I'm fulfilling prophecy probably Grandfather watching me
Called me a son when I wasn't one that's how the blessing got to me
It's obviously a monopoly of God's spirit that's all in me
Paid the cost it's not for free it's partly why I charge a fee
Maybe all of this is just insecurity speaking
Need the strength of the Lord by comparison I'm a weakling
I'm seeking to be a bit more like Jesus than I was this weekend
But as a goal I don't know if I'll ever reach it
Lord give me the thesis

What I gotta do to show you nothing to do expose you
To holes in the wrist that go through nails in the foot that hold to
This crucifix that I post to so when the book is thrown
The bail ain't posted it ain't case closed I won't supposed to I choose to

The revolution wasn't televised
How I know the rev ain't telling lies
Israel tellin flesh is God the five percent say step aside
Atheist say it's insane to pick a side go live your life
When all these weapons formed it seems I'm set to die
When my daddy left granddaddy died then where was God?
I could have used Him then why was it then He left my side
I ain't trying to blame but you ever look at you
And ask yourself the question where was I

Focused on circumstantial
Missing all of my hands that came through
Times you should have been dismantled
Still I kept you I'm your handle
Look at the Golgotha sample
The grace I gave is beyond mando
On your worst I carried you
You see one set of sandals

Lord I believe help my unbelief
Promise I believe please help me see
Past this grief yeah yeah
Lord I believe help my unbelief
Promise I believe please help me see
All I need yeah yeah
Lord I believe help my unbelief
Promise I believe please help me see
What you see yeah yeah
Lord I believe help my unbelief
Promise I believe please help me believe

Reject the lies from the pit of Hades trust what is written maybe
Take a trip to the Euphrates rearrange mental state maybe
Take my Word at your worst can't never take your position
This won't the make radio but he that hath the ears'll listen

My Grandma used to tell me that
Feel like you held me up with her when I had a handicap
That's Rest In Peace to Nellie Jones, God hand her the headphones
And play this so she know her grandson standing where she planned me at
Then hand them off to Waverly tell him I'm a man who raps
The gift he gave to me his great grands are getting the family back
And I gave them the family pack giving it to families
In the same place mine was to let them know God put it all in tact
I'm Zaniel's son he never knew honor him all the same
That's through the 5th commandment truth, land I'm standing on's my gain
We breaking these curses and generational cycles
One hand up to the Father the other one's is on the Bible
I speak the truth cause I'm liable, I give my life to this
My writing is prescribed in writ to fight the devil's vicodin
He strives to give in spite of this but I contend to write with pens
Finest scripts contrived to men time is here the doctors in
My mind is clear the narrow path I wander to the Father's whims
Finding men on the side of the road and I invite them in
To where I reside within and find content He blights my sins
And rest, the curtains close the credits cue the violins, I'm Home



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Writer(s): Nigel W. Anderson
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