V Squad - Hallelujah текст песни

And still, life, gets the best of me, every time I recklessly

Aim to store up gifts on this earth, forgetting where my treasures be

Heavenly... Father guiding my steps, He keeps blessing me

So no hard heart when I'm checked and corrected, I accept it

Spare the rod, hate the child, I'd be mortified

If God just always let me slide, I'd be more defiled

So I'm living these proverbs, for my survival

If you ain't getting these bars, I advise you switch your provider

Let me rephrase and speak in laymen, read daily

Never cease praying, it gets crazy but stay with me

To you, this is just a rap, but this is how I sing praises

The Lord's shown favor

Whom shall I fear? Bro, you are just a man, can I get an Amen

I lay in His grace, in His grace I awake with

Praises (Thank you Lord) Amazing (I Praise you

Thank you! (Thank you, Lord) Thank you! (I Praise you

Thank you! Thank you

Praise God saints, Holla Hallelujah

Pure by the purifier, He fireproofed us

Praise God saints, Holla Hallelujah

Bad notes we acquire He auto-tuned us

Tribulations turn to testimony, blessed knowing

Prosper not against me shall no weapons formed

Mission rescue souls, til every breath, is gone

Using these metronomes, and every effort to get you into Heavens throne

Here no, See no, Speak no, Evil

To El Shaddai, I cry out for my people

Would it blow your high if you saw Jesus in the weed smoke

Or heard a knock at the door and then saw Him through the peephole

All the grace He's shown, as he reigns... on the throne

Till V's gone, I'm preaching, seek ye first the kingdom

Of God and His righteousness

And never worry what will we eat? What will we drink? What will we wear?

Let's take it back like a retracted statement, raps I slay with, leave lacerations

I stopped beating off to master patience

Some things are just better to wait for...

The sweet taste of God's grace, night and day, I pray not to stray from Him

Praise God saints, Holla Hallelujah

Pure by the purifier, He fireproofed us

Praise God saints, Holla Hallelujah

Bad notes we acquire He auto-tuned us

Текст песни Hallelujah - V Squad