Текст песни Chosen Ambition - Xavier Taylor feat. Abbas

Thinking about who I'll become one day I get chills
I get so scared my fingers turn blue and I feel like I can't move
All these emotions
I'm afraid of the notion
Is it my unspoken devotion?
Or fear that explains why I feel

Frozen
Indecision got me stuck sometimes
It's hard to feel respect sometimes
I fail to see what's next but still I'm chosen
Like the Three Kings up in Bethlehem
I sacrifice like Abram's lamb
The Red Sea not so blue if not for Moses
We just all wait for some miracles
Yet life can be empirical
Two fingers crossed fulfills only what goes in
The grind you on is realized
The faith you find will clear your eyes
Hard times come yet we ball out like

Thirst of passions
Law of attractions
Forget your fashion
Your mind in fragments
May have lost traction
These God found factions
Society set sanctions
Pious actions absent
Fixation of the psyche makes us victims of entrapment
And I've risen
With what I've been given
If only we'd christen the way we all living
Avoid the forbidden
Will we be forgiven
I feel like I'm too close to losing religion
Ambition don't mean shit without our Godly submission
Out-of-body in prison
I embody my vision
Hunters' hunger is insatiable praying for weapons as presents
Supposed to be houses of God, instead we see heathens as tenants
They hate that around my neck I wear a crescent
Quit acting like nihilism gonna be pleasant
It's normal now for us to steal from the peasants
The nature of man is my natural depressant
Claim to be people of God
Living and preaching facades
Only their demons get nods
Scared never put out they palms
They'll never settle their qualms

Indecision got me stuck sometimes
It's hard to feel respect sometimes
I fail to see what's next
But still I'm chosen
Like the Three Kings up in Bethlehem
I sacrifice like Abram's lamb
The Red Sea not so blue if not for Moses
We just all wait for some miracles
Yet life can be empirical
Two fingers crossed fulfills only what goes in
The grind you on is realized
The faith you find will clear your eyes
Hard times come yet we ball out like DeRozan

Right or wrong
My reference might be built in these songs
Kites of indifference let fly
But length of flight been prolonged
Plight of ignorance we wilt cause soul's bouquet ain't as strong
Lotus smells have us drawn
Leading us to the beyond
I'm high, high, above the expectations I placed
So why, why, do I feel like I'm going to waste
I try, try, to bring upon myself no disgrace
I cry, cry, if nothing else Lord help me embrace