Текст песни 'Bout It - Teelow

Yeah
Masking desires in faithful steps, we can see the muck that's on your trousers
Calm demeanour but the stanky breath, these the ones that get drunk with power
Furthest thing from a doubt bruv, I'm the prophet they don't want around 'cause
I really be reading for filth like dirty magazines in 2000
Who really 'bout it?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really?

I'm writing free, stay on the things that I see
People be pissing me off
I sit under tree, thinking the angels I speak with
Possibly licking these shots
I pray for peace, maybe the signs I misread
'Til I regroup with my thoughts
I'm smart as I seem, wisdom that's living in me
Don't care who's in the fort
We reconstruct, only got dust 'til dust
No time to get stuck on these lies
I seen how the brain acts as a cage for the mind
Animalistic in shaping the drive
Filtered analysis, patterns and places and time
I'm making it plain, they're changing the lines
For accommodation of basic desires
Their faith stays decline
Big brother styly the way they're rewriting
To fit their own narratives, hoping we bite
Roped in to the moment, notice how they're holding on to materials
This the culture defining the spiritual
Compromised, undermining the miracles
You chose teams where you could grow steam
Switching scroll meanings for your own needs
OD, oh me oh my

Masking desires in faithful steps, we can see the muck that's on your trousers
Calm demeanour but the stanky breath, these the ones that get drunk with power
Furthest thing from a doubt bruv, I'm the prophet they don't want around 'cause
I really be reading for filth like dirty magazines in 2000
Who really 'bout it?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really?

I know a lady that fought hard for God's relationship design
'Til her
Another dude talking loud 'bout charity
'Til he stacked a g, now he don't make a sound
There's a girl that was cool with his rule
'Til she got married, now she wanna run her house
Hard liners on track to fall out
As soon as real life starts making them doubt

Yeah
Who really? uh
Who really?
Claiming hypotheticals you look stupid
Follow scripture aligned with your view point
But when a trying verse comes up, you confused now
You'd rather dilute than stay true now
Who gets final say
Calm demeanour but the stanky

Look
Masking desires in faithful steps, we can see the muck that's on your trousers
Calm demeanour but the stanky breath, these the ones that get drunk with power
Furthest thing from a doubt bruv, I'm the prophet they don't want around 'cause
I really be reading for filth like dirty magazines in 2000
Who really 'bout it?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really 'bout it?
Who really?

They couldn't survive the critics
So they made the Gospel their gimmick
Hide behind switching out lyrics
Their boldness knows no limits
They only known in the ridges
They knew they couldn't make it where the width is
But let them get the chance watch them dip this
They were never about uplifting
Anything but self, that's the mission
See how they move with the women
See how they choose their position
It's cryptic, the whole thing predicted
The whole thing is scripted
The free will of misfits testifies against your imprint
Harsh words reserved for the snakes in the garden
The state is alarming to Moses
Yeah the state still alarms the Elijah
All the moss and the damp that's inside ya
The requirement's Holy fire
The Sapphiras and the Ananias
But the ace always follows Abijah
I can read poker faces of liars
It's so bait, masquerade as a saving grace
When in fact you just came for a climax
But this ain't no Slum Village
You know I got X-Ray vision
You know that I've never been timid
Teelow ain't never been
Can't be when you move with the Spirit
You can feel who is or isn't in it
The fruit still shows if you're 'bout it
And the truth still knows if you're

'Bout it
You'd rather dilute than stay true now
We talk about prophecy
In degeneracy masked as the
Masked as the
Read your flipping
Feeling a way, know why
Feeling a way, know why
Feeling a way, know
Feeling a way, know why
Feeling a way, know why
Feeling a way, know
Feeling a way, know why
Feeling a way, know why
Feeling a way, know
Feeling a way, know why
Feeling a way, know why
Feeling a way, know

A lot of things are performative
A lot of people are projecting
What are you protecting?