paroles de chanson Me Vs. Me - Greg B

I'm caught up in beef
I got a hater. Don't wanna see me believe
Trying to catch me lacking out in these streets
Fresh from the dead out of the cemetery
Condemnation don't wanna see me be free
It's really Me vs. Me
I'm caught up in beef
I got a hater. Don't wanna see me believe
Trying to catch me lacking out in these streets
Fresh from the dead out of the cemetery
Condemnation don't wanna see me be free
It's really Me vs. Me

Well Well Well, What do we have here
It's just the same old you, but just another year
You trynna act brand new with all this holy gear
I can see right through that Christian veneer
Aye, what about all of those hearts that you broke
All of that weed that you smoked
I know some things they don't know
I got some dirt about that'll get your license revoked
And got the nerve to preach the Bible trynna talk to these folks

Who told you to rear your ugly head
You was supposed to be dead
I'll turn the tables instead
You pulled a wild card. Well, I'm gonna turn the color to red
And tell you bout my Savior Jesus when He hung died and bled
Yeah, you pulled my card on that first verse
I skip it back in reverse
So it's about to get worst
Draw 2 and 4. That's 6 to put you back in the hurst
Keep Jesus numero Uno. That means I'm out and He's first

I'm caught up in beef
I got a hater. Don't wanna see me believe
Trying to catch me lacking out in these streets
Fresh from the dead out of the cemetery
Condemnation don't wanna see me be free
It's really Me vs. Me
I'm caught up in beef
I got a hater. Don't wanna see me believe
Trying to catch me lacking out in these streets
Fresh from the dead out of the cemetery
Condemnation don't wanna see me be free
It's really Me vs. Me

Masquerading like you clean, but I know that you messy
Had that low self-esteem, some of them shorties was hefty
19 or 17? The age gets a little sketchy
I know exactly what I mean cuz I was there when she text me
And you were there too, don't act brand new. We was besties
Travelling like James harden. Taking shots with the lefty
Making all of the calls, just like you was a referee
Laying up foul, while steppin back with your exxie

Take that mask off. You not really me. You really condemnation
I cast down every thought and imagination
From the devil's fiery darts that come through conversation
Jesus blood pumps through my heart. These are my palpitations
God gave me a new start, I am a new creation
Born again state of the art, the Lord's innovation
Molding me straight from the pot, He's doing renovation
Told the devil that he has to depart, this his evacuation

Finally, I am free
Where the Spirit is there is liberty
And in Christ I know my identity
I plead the blood against my enemy
Even if that enemy is really me vs me
Finally, I am free
Where the Spirit is there is liberty
And in Christ I know my identity
I plead the blood against my enemy
Even if that enemy is really me vs me