Still Holy (Feat. Indie Tribe & Jon Keith)
Indie Tribe
2:58Back and forth backslid into my patterns more Vices looking like Ganondorf Red flag looking like Matador Catch a case like it is mandatory to my pedestory Traded to the source Catch a chicken like it's Cacciatore Had a talk with Torey now we on the tour Living water in my reservoir After my trip to Leviticus I couldn't sleep I couldn't settle for Ritalin all my attention was given to beasts Yeah Hey son of a man son in The Mask All of my shame and my lust in the bag Crimson the color of blood in the flag Who took my depression Where you put it at It's over here I just put it in the internet Watching people break bread ain't made it to dinner yet God gotta call me up off the Similac Long story short I was trying to make a millisecond Money can take control of you if you let it Child of a king still looking like a peasant Only sixteen when a father had to add a lesson to my life And new trends gotta be a man to my wife With two hands put them together And it's all right the quicksand What you get when you walk by sight And do Zanns that's poison and mine off white Some of these foes real low down I promise you I'd rather you be uptight Spend the day sinning bro spendin the night The sunrise in the morning if you lookin for light Back and forth backslid into my patterns more Vices looking like Ganondorf Red flag looking like Matador Catch a case like it is mandatory to my pedestory Traded to the source Catch a chicken like it's Cacciatore Had a talk with Torey now we on the tour Living water in my reservoir After my trip to Leviticus I couldn't sleep I couldn't settle for Ritalin all my attention was given to beasts Yeah Hey son of a man son in The Mask All of my shame and my lust in the bag Crimson the color of blood I see a red flag Something in me I must confess Things that I dream when I'm in my bed I never sleep I'm in my head Things said to me got me seein red I need released there's nothing left She telling me give him mercy instead Jonathan please this what I said If he want me hurt then I want him Yeshua caught me fore I caught a body you catch it it's obvious Catching a flight at the If I get to catching revenge I lost sight of it Beef with the ketchup I'm out of it Man that's a lot of it You catching attitude then I'm on top of it You catch some altitude I'm feeling turbulent I'm tryna nine double one that ish woah God seen all I did Carry my cross and it's on my wrist Please don't cross me I just might slip And my God gon fish see it just might hit Uh huh uh uh son of a man son of The Mask All of my anger and shame in the bag Crimson the color of blood on a flag