Songtexte REPENT! (Selah) - Cal Van Gogh

Yeah blessed is THE MOST HIGH
I say Repent
For the kingdom of heaven is at hand

Blessed is The Most High
I know I know my God
He got it all on lock
Uh huh selah selah

Blessed is The Most High
I know I know my God
He got it all on lock
Uh huh selah selah

Blessed is The Most High
I know I know my God
He got it all on lock
Uh huh selah selah

Yeah

I guess it's Violins for all the violence
Yeah yeah
If only we could see how they divide us
Yeah yeah
Like How you got a patient on a virus
What
They just wanna' rule the word with science
Ugh ugh
Yeah they just want us silent and compliant
Ugh ugh ugh
But they know what it takes to start
A riot
Woo
So if you buying bait
Get on a diet baby
Miss me with your misguided hate
I ride them high vibrations
Prayers for the nation
And those lost in the Matrix
Loved ones locked up in cages
For nothing this what enrages us
The system been corrupt
Uh huh
That's why we fed up
All my people county state and fed
Keep ya head up
We just trying to break a lil bread up
Pass around the collection plate
I'm already a debtor
Need more than a lil change
Pray that we gon let up
We know it's a set up
Muscle memory
It's hard not to throw the set up
And they gentrify the ghetto
It ain't doing any good
Say its prime real estate
Then raise the rent up in the hood
For us
We scraping by
So if we could
Get a slice of pie
Yeah
Bet it hittin' fire
Like it should
Aye but look
I need like 400 acres
And something to push
And you won't see me
With the Master
In the bush
Or in the pasture
With the bastards and the crooks
Camouflage
The pastor hit a jug
He going crazy
And he do that on the daily
Like FU
Uh huh
Pay me
Nothing is gravy player
Ain't got nathaniel
Gotta' handle all the handlers
From the ashes raise the banners up
Till' then i guess the hammers up
Hate the hate the game
And not the player player
Oh you a real hater
Salt of the Earth this that real flavor
Sell my soul oh no
That's a deal breaker
I rather toil and till
Till' I meet my maker
On the really
Keep it real
I don't need your favor
Just The Savior
Coming back
Like the Terminator
No shock
No defeobulater
I'm off the block bruh
They ain't take me for innovator
This that cloth talk
Maybe you need a translator
And the turf been tough
On the landscapers
Aye
I guess the neighbors think
I'm selling dope
Nah it's a no
This the last hope
Ready to go go
Woo