My homie almost caught a body, had to stop it with my presence
Got online and saw a comment said I'm not gon' go to heaven
'Cause they learned to hate they brother from the pastor or the reverend
Eyes twitching from the anger, either or that or all the stressin
God, all this set trippin' bout to set me off
If I confess it, will you let me off?
Second question, do you hear at all?
Next question, are you there at all?
Tears in my eyes while I write it
I'm tired of tryin' to hide it
I'm losin' faith in Messiah
It'd be a lie to deny it
I know that Peter denied you
I know the grace you provided
I know these spaces are violent
I almost died in the quiet
I'm having panic attacks now
I'm bout to snap now
I'm at the airport and they just asked for a pat down
Feel like a claymore, I heard a blast in the background
I'm at the baggage claim, I got a flask in the bag now
Adversary on me, he ain't plannin' to back down
He told me I won't make it to the place where they cast crowns
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My homie almost caught a body, had to stop it with my presence
Got online and saw a comment said I'm not gon' go to heaven
'Cause they learned to hate they brother from the pastor or the reverend
Eyes twitching from the anger, either or that or all the stressin
God, all this set trippin' bout to set me off
If I confess it, will you let me off?
Second question, do you hear at all?
Next question, are you there at all?
Tears in my eyes while I write it
I'm tired of tryin' to hide it
I'm losin' faith in Messiah
It'd be a lie to deny it
I know that Peter denied you
I know the grace you provided
I know these spaces are violent
I almost died in the quiet
I'm having panic attacks now
I'm bout to snap now
I'm at the airport and they just asked for a pat down
Feel like a claymore, I heard a blast in the background
I'm at the baggage claim, I got a flask in the bag now
Adversary on me, he ain't plannin' to back down
He told me I won't make it to the place where they cast crowns
Got online and saw a comment said I'm not gon' go to heaven
'Cause they learned to hate they brother from the pastor or the reverend
Eyes twitching from the anger, either or that or all the stressin
God, all this set trippin' bout to set me off
If I confess it, will you let me off?
Second question, do you hear at all?
Next question, are you there at all?
Tears in my eyes while I write it
I'm tired of tryin' to hide it
I'm losin' faith in Messiah
It'd be a lie to deny it
I know that Peter denied you
I know the grace you provided
I know these spaces are violent
I almost died in the quiet
I'm having panic attacks now
I'm bout to snap now
I'm at the airport and they just asked for a pat down
Feel like a claymore, I heard a blast in the background
I'm at the baggage claim, I got a flask in the bag now
Adversary on me, he ain't plannin' to back down
He told me I won't make it to the place where they cast crowns
Writer: Dylan Phillips
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