Quiet Place Talk (feat. Isaiah Joseph)

Center of my life, full devotion, all my time
Sitting at your feet, I keep asking, "Father why?"

I'ma hunter in the field
I'm not preaching like I'm shy
I'm a man, so like Jesus wept, you know that I be cryin'

Can't dodge no dart, 66 on her heart
Just got out the quiet time, word in my heart
Talking to my Daddy I'm like "help me make some art"

In my Bible, studying how Noah made the ark
Ain't worried 'bout no demon, better run or you get parked
God shine that light because you're Holy set apart

66 books on the dash, I won't crash
Lord is my Shepherd, so you know I can't lack

When I preach the gospel
So much passion
Evangelist
Devil see me preaching
I can tell by how mad he get
Music for the Lord
Jesus Christ is my management
Pull up to the scene
I'm like "Father what's happening?"
A demon manifesting?
Spin the block
Let's get active then
Let's get active then
Isaiah Joseph, what's happening?
You see a what?
Let's get active then

Keep that word hidden in my heart, I don't play with it
Holy Spirit said it's time to go
This that slay business (man)
See a demon trynna creep on me (what)
I'ma speak on him
Declaring the scripture that's in my heart, man let's reap on him

Punching in the booth, I got my Bible with me too
Every knee shall bow, I'm like "what you wanna do?"
Bounce that head with the bass 'cause you know we finna groove
Holy steppin' in my J's, so you know I got the moves

Yeshua on this beat
Man, you gave us too much time
Holy Spirit with me, man you know that we punch lines
Bouncin' out the whip with my Bible, it's crunch time
I'ma let you know about Jesus Christ, you wouldn't mind
Sitting at the table with my God, He make me shine
Anointed with His oil
I am yours and you are mine
Lost in His love
I'm like (huh)
Holy Spirit
Man, come and give your boy a hug

Demon manifesting on the block, we get to spinnin'
Look up to my God, praisin' Him, yeah I'm grinnin'
I was lost in the sauce, but I thought that I was winning
You got faith in that girl, you ain't even at your best
Wanna to put a label, but the Lord ain't your rest
Can't fill a void with a void
Don't make sense
Process with the Lord
Its some things to accept

Center of my life, full devotion, all my time
Sitting at your feet, I keep asking, "Father why?"
I'ma hunter in the field
I'm not preaching like I'm shy
I'm a man, so like Jesus wept, you know that I be cryin'



Credits
Writer(s): Isaiah Brookes
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