paroles de chanson Seventy Five Deep - Je'kob
I'm
addressin'
every
hater
that's
just
gotta
hate
Stop
bein'
rude
y'all
about
an
hour
past
late
The
least
you
can
do
is
be
timely
with
your
ridicual
Then
maybe
I
might
respond,
and
might
get
at
you
But
probably
not,
i'm
flown'
with
a
strategy
Some
of
y'all
should
get
you
some,
oh
yea
but
you're
not
me
The
body
of
Christ
is
so
incredibly
diverse
I'm
out
in
left,
so
they
look
at
me
like
I'm
a
curse
Haters
see
my
swagg
is
up,
they
say
that
I
am
boastin'
Tell
em
that
He
fills
my
cup,
I
am
holy
coastin'
Down
the
PCH,
leanin'
in
a
low
rida'
Je'kob
spit
life
from
Cali
down
to
Florida
I'm
not
playin'
games,
I'm
in
my
own
lane
Get
up
off
the
side
lines,
help
us
get
these
people
saved
Stop
hatin'
sittin'
in
your
hater
chairs
At
your
hater
homes
combin'
out
your
hater
hairs
But
it's
not
your
fault,
you've
been
taught
wrong
That
artists
that
rep
Christ
can
only
sing
one
song
Well,
that's
garbage,
and
my
disposal
won't
eat
it
And
I'm
honored,
that
y'all
think
that
I'm
conceded
When
everything
that's
good
in
me,
is
from
Christ
alone
They
mad
at
me
cause
sometimes
I
joke
around
in
songs
I
ain't
special,
let
this
be
my
testimony
I
don't
roll
with
a
click,
but
I'm
far
from
lonely
I've
been
put
here
to
spit,
and
I
do
it
well
My
split
personality
said
it,
not
me
about
myself
We're
all
sinners
and
seasoned
or
not,
we're
all
beginners
Real
war
is
in
the
streets,
that's
why
I'm
not
confined
to
buildings
So
you
can
crucify
me,
and
y'all
can
call
me
Judas
I
found
my
place
of
zen,
but
brody,
I
am
not
a
Buddhist
I'm
just
a
no
name
with
a
breast
plate
On
the
front
lines
where
the
vets
stay
Been
in
this
game,
For
over
fifteen
years,
not
minutes
like
some
y'all
claim
And
I'm
not
sane,
I'm
a
crazy
kid
From
the
coast
of
Cali,
where
they
do
it
big
And
the
fact
is,
we
are
all
the
same
Who
are
we
to
judge
how
Christ
decides
to
use
a
man
Don't
be
a
hypocrite,
cause
that's
a
kin
to
hater
I'm
goin'
in
on
this,
ain't
savin'
none
for
later
Jesus
walked
with
prostitutes
and
tax
collectors
He
flipped
tables
in
synagogues
and
taught
'em
lessons
But
we're
comfortable,
don't
wanna
ruffle
feathers
In
the
world,
that
is,
but
in
the
church
we
bare
knuckles
Or
just
check
the
forums,
and
ask
yourself
this
If
you
were
unsaved,
and
reading
that
what
would
you
think
of
His
Church
goin'
believers,
actin'
like
we
ain't
got
Jesus
Tearing'
down
another
ministry,
cause
we
don't
need
it
Who
are
you,
and
who
am
I,
and
who
is
he
To
cast
the
first
stone,
blameless?
Maybe
God
works
in
mysterious
ways,
and
we
are
in
mysterious
days
They
introduce
the
chip
in
the
health
plan,
I'm
only
one
man
You
want
it
in
your
forehead,
or
your
one
hand
I'm
off
topic,
but
not
far,
it's
here
right
now
We
gotta
support
the
soldiers
who
use
sound
To
transform
peoples'
hearts,
to
reel
'em
in
Cause
y'all
know,
the
whole
world's
swimmin'
deep
in
sin
He
ain't
holdin'
back,
looks
like
he's
goin'
in
Hater
grab
a
needle
and
some
thread,
stop
sewing
sin
How
much
longer
must
we
do
this?
My
heart
is
weary
But
James
told
me
if
I
draw
near,
then
He
is
with
me
I'm
feelin'
super
crispy,
the
flow
is
super
crispy
The
gutter's
jealous,
he
just
heard
that
I'm
stupid
gritty
There's
only
one
way
to
Heaven-through
Jesus
Christ
Scientifically,
it
can't
be
dark
if
we're
shinin'
light
And
if
we're
shinin'
bright,
all
on
one
accord
Can
you
imagine
the
glory
that
would
be
given
to
the
Lord
And
it's
a
cryin'
shame,
to
see
the
world
unite
While
believers
tear
each
other
up,
like
a
Tyson
fight
If
I'm
Holyfield,
and
my
ears
are
gone
I
will
use
forces
that
are
not
known,
to
write
this
song
E.T.
is
phonin'
home,
pockets
full
of
mustard
seeds
Though
I'm
in
the
valley,
walk
with
my
Jesus
peace
And
I'm
killin'
beats,
and
I'm
feelin"
free
Message
to
the
haters,
this
is
just
me
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