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I grew up in 413
You ever think about all the responsibilities God would have
And he's to stubborn to ask
But he probably could use the help
I don't know
Help
If I'm lost, I know that I've been lost for a cause
I'm down for forever as a close friend of God
It's dope to be willing to boast about loss
How Your world's got cancer and the chemo it cost to treat it
All the food I had to eat and what it cost to eat it
I bear the cross of Jesus
My dad's been busy being undefeated
Means you take the beating
I can never stand by
Angel or heathen
Staying or leaving and not try
I am what I am even if my hands tied
My name's C-H-A-D
I am rock
I am from the bottom
I am thought or thoth
However you wanna put it
I'm bringing rap back to where a lot of people couldn't
Wouldn't
Some shake their head, say I shouldn't
But this eternal pudding
Like Barry Keegan playing druig
In my lifetime
I hope I make our creator proud
Follow my fate and help out
Thinking of others like myself
Amen
I'm just the man I am
Thankful for these hands
Even if I end up damned
In the grave, dead
In my lifetime
Hope I make our creator proud
Follow my fate and help out
Thinking of others like myself
Amen
I'm just the man I am
Thankful for these hands
Even if I end up damned
In the grave, dead
So scram if you thinking of not helping God out
What if God kept secrets and the secret got out
Being the one to hear it now you watching your mouth
You got two ears to listen so I'm hearing you out
If words paint pictures just to christen the eyes
And pain brings tears just to glisten them bright
And music's been there playing all my life
I'm trying to spit God's laws through time
Only way to stay alive is blot it down
The way of the pen, highway of the sound
It's the way of me making my rounds
If only I could live forever
I'd be God so I guess I'll try
To keep my balance like Seesaw
While I'm alive this is what I brought
Holy fish
What this fish
This fish is a bitch
Yes, I always had an itch to help God
No matter the stress on my back
I'm just letting y'all know
That y'all gotta start thinking bout y'all soul
And if God needs a little help in the room
These elephants tombed
We all doomed
We all doomed
You ever think about all the responsibilities God would have
And he's to stubborn to ask
But he probably could use the help
I don't know
Help
If I'm lost, I know that I've been lost for a cause
I'm down for forever as a close friend of God
It's dope to be willing to boast about loss
How Your world's got cancer and the chemo it cost to treat it
All the food I had to eat and what it cost to eat it
I bear the cross of Jesus
My dad's been busy being undefeated
Means you take the beating
I can never stand by
Angel or heathen
Staying or leaving and not try
I am what I am even if my hands tied
My name's C-H-A-D
I am rock
I am from the bottom
I am thought or thoth
However you wanna put it
I'm bringing rap back to where a lot of people couldn't
Wouldn't
Some shake their head, say I shouldn't
But this eternal pudding
Like Barry Keegan playing druig
In my lifetime
I hope I make our creator proud
Follow my fate and help out
Thinking of others like myself
Amen
I'm just the man I am
Thankful for these hands
Even if I end up damned
In the grave, dead
In my lifetime
Hope I make our creator proud
Follow my fate and help out
Thinking of others like myself
Amen
I'm just the man I am
Thankful for these hands
Even if I end up damned
In the grave, dead
So scram if you thinking of not helping God out
What if God kept secrets and the secret got out
Being the one to hear it now you watching your mouth
You got two ears to listen so I'm hearing you out
If words paint pictures just to christen the eyes
And pain brings tears just to glisten them bright
And music's been there playing all my life
I'm trying to spit God's laws through time
Only way to stay alive is blot it down
The way of the pen, highway of the sound
It's the way of me making my rounds
If only I could live forever
I'd be God so I guess I'll try
To keep my balance like Seesaw
While I'm alive this is what I brought
Holy fish
What this fish
This fish is a bitch
Yes, I always had an itch to help God
No matter the stress on my back
I'm just letting y'all know
That y'all gotta start thinking bout y'all soul
And if God needs a little help in the room
These elephants tombed
We all doomed
We all doomed
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Writer(s): Chad Roberts
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