Lyrics Sunday Service - Graphene
This
one
a
little
darker
it
ain't
gone
lead
to
applause
no
But
Sunday
service
as
a
kid
never
got
me
closer
to
God
The
Sunday
school
teacher
said
if
we
believe
we
can't
die
no
Then
Grandma
Ruth
passed
so
I
started
thinking
she
lied
I
was
confused
a
little
nigga
trying
to
figure
it
out
At
the
time
a
quarterback
trynna
remember
the
routes
I
could
go
down
Where
people
would
remember
my
name
Cuz
that
doctor/lawyer
money
couldn't
buy
me
the
fame
That
I
wanted
Smart
nigga
But
the
times
showed
me
I'm
product
Of
my
environment
either
you
ball,
you
dead
or
locked
up
By
the
age
of
21
You
either
savage
or
heathen
According
to
deacons
Who
be
trash
if
we
candidly
speaking
This
shit
amazing
run
through
mazes
Just
to
make
it
in
fact
Soon
as
we
make
it
to
the
end
we
get
stuck
in
the
trap
And
niggas
hate
school
so
they
stop
balling
and
rap
About
the
shit
that
they
done
saw
on
they
side
of
the
map
Saying
this
one
a
little
darker
it
ain't
gone
lead
to
applause
no
But
Sunday
service
as
a
kid
never
got
me
closer
to
God
The
Sunday
school
teacher
said
if
we
believe
we
can't
die
no
Then
Grandma
Ruth
passed
so
I
started
thinking
she
lied
And
as
I
grew
up
and
started
getting
to
closer
God
I
realized
that
getting
closer
is
hard
I
tried
to
talk
to
God
But
had
no
connection
at
all
Tried
to
star67
maybe
he'll
answer
that
call
I
know
you
never
forget
God
all
that
hell
I
was
raising
But
I
thought
when
I
repented
that
you
would've
forgave
me
Nah
you
ain't
have
to
forsake
me
I
been
patiently
waiting
For
the
day
we
can
turn
this
monologue
into
conversation
I
grew
frustrated
while
prayers
Lie
on
deaf
ears
Surrounded
by
death
no
one
to
shoulder
So
I
kept
tears
Inside
all
the
time
Void
of
emotion
characterized
the
space
that
I
occupied
Thought
I
was
Losing
my
mind
2 years
older
than
9
I
had
concluded
we
all
just
living
to
die
If
there's
more
I
asked
the
Lord
to
please
give
me
a
sign
And
well
I
felt
the
wind
I
guess
he
let
out
a
sigh
I
guess
we
both
frustrated
know
this
world
is
a
lie
Saying
Saying
this
one
a
little
darker
it
ain't
gone
lead
to
applause
no
But
Sunday
service
as
a
kid
never
got
me
closer
to
God
The
Sunday
school
teacher
said
if
we
believe
we
can't
die
no
Then
Grandma
Ruth
passed
so
I
started
thinking
she
lied
And
as
I
felt
time
dwindle
I
couldn't
help
but
be
skep-tical
Of
everything
I'm
hearing
at
church
I
felt
the
depth
of
scriptures
read
by
the
pastor
were
surface
Only
preach
about
getting
through
the
pain
that's
always
there
it
keep
re-occurring
But
I
wanted
to
hear
advice
on
how
I
could
grow
up
cool
and
other
problems
a
child
May
have
like
how
did
Mr.
Krabs
end
up
with
Pearl
And
did
Jesus
ever
get
nervous
when
he
was
talking
to
girls
This
the
stuff
I
was
thinking
when
I
approached
the
wise
man
Explained
I
needed
to
focus
maybe
I
needed
Vyvanse
On
what
God
has
done
for
me
and
not
these
silly
questions
He
said
problems
are
few
compared
to
yo
many
blessings
Left
with
more
understanding
on
what
he's
done
for
me
But
didn't
feel
I
could
confide
in
God
comfortably
Like
my
feelings
were
invalid
cuz
how
bad
others
felt
And
every
inkling
to
express
them
was
a
cry
for
help
And
then
a
wise
woman
said
knowledge
of
God
is
knowledge
of
self
And
if
you
ever
want
some
answers
gotta
find
them
yourself
Knowledge
of
God
is
knowledge
of
self
And
if
you
ever
want
some
answers
gotta
find
them
yourself
1 What's Good
2 Conscious Irony
3 Hey God
4 Propain
5 Train of Thought
6 Thankfull
7 Stereotype
8 Streetball
9 Realism
10 Back in the Day
11 Sunday Service
12 Freefalling
13 Fly Away Outro
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