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austin joyce - paradox كلمات الأغنية

all glory up to god, the kinda time we on
if it ain’t giving praise to heaven then don’t sign me up
if i ain’t breaking out them chains, then they’ll bind me up
they keep on offering the fame but won’t buy me out
’cause i ain’t selling out (oh no)
signin’ off on a couple dotted lines, crooked paradox
man, you can’t even recover with a pair of docs
leave you hangin’ with the penny and a pair of crocs
rockin’ with the lord, best prepare the cost

lord, teach ’em money ain’t a thing to me
people sleeping on me but i got some dreams to [?]
i keep my hands out, this [?] is an offering
like oxygen, i need my god to breathe again
down for the count, enemy open doors
and then i’m running him out
blocking him out
need a pair of headphones, way i silence the crowd
don’t try to diss
speaking gossip people gon’ end up with a lisp
devil tryna take off my head but it’s just a swing and a miss (sorry)

fixing to get hype, all these folks speaking over me
possibly the boldest print is thicker in my poetry
audience of one, don’t need a playlist to come notice me
if i stay impacting generations, then you know it’s me (huh)

all these empty treasures are eventually dust
matthew 28, [?] disgust
i don’t really listen to no [?] dust
so who gon’ beat us, too many tribes
i finally got sick of the cussing and people bussing
[?]
pick up your crosses and watch as jesus builds autonomy
start as a student and listen keen to what he’s teaching me
he was there when no one else really believed in me (he was)

start from the bottom then follow your calling
stop worrying about all the numbers and ruse
love the forgotten, don’t harden your heart
and go care for the people who beggin’ for news
teach about jesus, claim that he freed us
i’m on a mission to silence the fools
giving all glory to god ’cause i got_ i got_
all glory up to god, the kinda time we on
if it ain’t giving praise to heaven then don’t sign me up
if i ain’t breaking out them chains, then they’ll bind me up
they keep on offering the fame but won’t buy me out
’cause i ain’t selling out (no, no)
signin’ off on a couple dotted lines, crooked paradox
man, you can’t even recover with a pair of docs
leave you hangin’ with the penny and a pair of crocs
rockin’ with the lord, best prepare the cost

- austin joyce

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