Текст песни Chillin' in Dallas - Hyper Fenton feat. Moflo Music

Chillin' in Dallas
Chillin' in Dallas
And I'll tell all my friends though
I'm chillin' in Dallas
I thought I saw a signal moon
That night that I was in my room
I knew my life was full of gloom
And even doom until the day
I thought I saw somebody new
But then it turned out to be You
The friend I had back in my youth
My living proof that Jesus saves
Yeah He saves alright, look at me
Living proof from my roots to the soles of my feet
Yeah them holes were for me and I know one thing
I'ma see Him when I die like I see Him every week
Chillin' in Dallas
Chillin' in Dallas
I was flippin' 19 with my high beams on
Chillin' in my feelings like it's my theme song
Run with controversy like my Nikes on
Like a sideline song, you know that my side is strong
Strong side, left side, yeah I cried when Gary died
Remember the titans in my life, yeah, one of them's my wife
If it hadn't been for Christ I woulda already died
But He beat me to it 'cause I blew it since I gave Him my life
I'm like 19 with my high beams on
Chillin' with my feelings like it's my theme song
Run with controversy like my Nikes on
Like a sideline song, you know that my side is strong
Strong side, left side, yeah I cried when Gary died
Remember the titans in my life, yeah, one of them's my wife
If it hadn't been for Christ I woulda already died
But He beat me to it 'cause I blew
It since I gave Him my life, I'm like
I thought I saw a signal moon
That night that I was in my room
I knew my life was full of gloom
And even doom until the day
I thought I saw somebody new
But then it turned out to be You
The friend I had back in my youth
The living proof that Jesus saves
Yeah He saves alright, look at me
Living proof from my roots to the soles of my feet
Yeah them holes were for me and I know one thing
I'ma see Him when I die like I see Him every week
Chillin' in Dallas
Chillin' in Dallas
Yeah, yeah
I put my hand on the wheel
Then I spill into the next lane
Put my hand on the wheel
Then I spill for the thrill and His fame
If you really wanna know my name, it's Hyper Fenton
"How'd you do it there?" Well, I've been smitten
With the God of the lesson, I've been listenin'
Now it's time to get it lit, let's get to kindlin'
Fire, fire, flame on tap
They been lookin' at the rebels like "It's a trap"
They been workin' on the treble, but does it smack?
Once God's on the track, that's a rap, hey
Hey hey, got God on my grid
Hey hey, got God and I'ma live
No no, I am not a kid
Live like one though 'cause I'm out the door
Rate me, bop the melody
Givin' praise to the King while I'm raisin' the streets
And never really been about monetary
But give it time, I'll get the dime, yeah
Yeah, give it time, I'm on the line, yeah
Give it, give it, give it time, in Dallas
Chillin' in Dallas
Chillin' in Dallas
And I'll tell all my friends though
I'm chillin' in Dallas
Chillin' in Dallas
Chillin' in Dallas
And I'll tell all my friends though
I'm chillin' in Dallas