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  • Текст песни Sho Baraka - Road To Humble

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    [Verse 1]
    I was angry, I was bitter
    I was filled with pride
    I was selfish, I was foolish to believe those lies
    I loved hate, loved me
    Loved rage, loved greed
    I didn't love God, I just loved his things
    Loved approval, loved sex
    Loved money, loved fame
    But I ain't the same
    Thank the Lord I changed
    I'm trying to fight idolatry and lust
    Being good ain't enough so in God I trust

    [Hook]
    I got faith
    Seeking restitution from all my mistakes
    Look me in my face homeboy, you see grace
    Still unashamed, just in a new space
    I'm just a little more humble now

    [Verse 2]
    In those Cali streets acting foolish
    Tried to run with those gangsters
    I'm allergic to those bullets
    They say Sho be a rapper or a hooper
    In Golden State, I'm a warrior surrounded by those shooters
    Dad raised in the slums, mama from them jor downs
    Moved around like the circus, so I was born to clown
    My childhood goal was to get em' to remember me
    It took me 19 years to find my identity
    Went to school on some extra cool, TU, Number 1 HBCU
    I was glad that the Lord found me, because he was never lost
    Once blind, but now I see more than I ever saw
    Check the cross, is he someone you can hang with?
    Realized that my views were so tainted
    You might have a picture of truth, but he framed it
    You can disagree with history, but can't change it
    So, now I mix a little Augustin with Dubois
    A little Selassie I, mix it with Mahalia's joy
    A C.S. Lewis mind with some Phyllis Wheatley art
    A little Sojourner spirit, with a King David heart
    Clicked up with some brothers, we were ready to reach
    With a mic and a track, we was ready to preach
    Nothing too deep, nothing too deep
    A bunch of Justin Timberlakes, we were all in sync but
    Years later, I felt I lost my core mission
    I was just rapping for these rich kids
    Like the night before Christmas
    No love lost, I just went independent
    New vision, took risks, some worked some didn't
    Met Swoope, got high, J.R. stay fly
    Met the dopest female since Lauryn Hill's rise
    One album was classic, I wish it would've lasted but
    Then, I met James, new sound, new fashion
    I never claimed I was the best, the first, or the coolest but
    One thing you can't do is doubt my influence
    I know the Father, but I'm viewed like a bastard
    I think my friends only share their struggles in the past tense
    I've been stressing, I've been fighting off depression
    Instead of confessing my obsession with being impressive
    Hearing the chatter, hoping I would be your favorite
    Even when they hating me, I should be loving my neighbor
    Sometimes, I just wanna be anonymous
    The problem is I love my pride too much but
    Then, I love his bride too much but
    Then, I think about the lives I've touched
    Back when I wasn't thirsty for mainstream attention
    When I was geeked on a retweet or a single mention
    When I wasn't too concerned about keeping my platform
    When it was ten in the crowd, I was happy to rap for em'
    I wasn't too busy to pick up the phone
    Back when I was geeked just to get a beep from Tony Stone
    Now, they like happy you back, it was backwards for a minute
    Bring the fire to the homies, and evacuate the tenants
    Recharge, remodeled, reinvented
    When they thought I was finished
    I came back to shock the critics
    A trendsetter, something like Nikki Tesla
    I had bright ideas, but Edison may do it better
    Or steal it or whatever
    You can call it a shot, I just call it being clever
    Chimney flow, I wish I would bring the heat
    Like a double amputee, I will never see the feet
    I'm rounding third base, I'm giving jokers the gas face
    Like how he stand cool without a fanbase?
    Your favorite artist sounds so fake
    If I wanna hear Drake, I would just listen to Drake
    Sho, you stupid
    Why they sound outdated, when they copying the future?
    Not to sound obnoxious or seem rude but
    When I'm around these crabs, I see food
    We sell our souls for the fame and applause
    Is a rapper just a prostitute with better PR
    Executives are looking like some pimps
    I uplift the bars like I'm always in the gym
    I'm deeply loved, I'm forgiven, I have vision
    He has changed my condition on the day he was risen
    The price tag on my body bag was too expensive
    I was poor in spirit so I broke out of prison
    Ask those Coptics and Eygptians, persecuted Christians
    I have tools to fight giants, I don't need Saul's equipment
    I know struggle, I had failed, I ain't scared to admit it
    It's an honor and a privilege to be made in his image
    I have joy, I have peace in the midst of hate
    Thank the Lord for his grace, because now I say

    [Hook]
    I got faith
    Seeking restitution from all my mistakes
    Look me in my face homeboy, you see grace
    Still unashamed, just in a new space
    I'm just a little more humble now

    [Outro]
    I'm just a little humble beast
    I'm just a little humble beast
    Jesus and bowties for everybody
    West Coast Atlanta
    Alright, that's it

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    Все тексты Sho Baraka >>>

    Я глубоко любим, я прощен, у меня есть видение
    Он изменил мое состояние в тот день, когда он воскрес
    Ценник на моей сумке был слишком дорогим
    Я был беден духом, поэтому я вырвался из тюрьмы
    Спросите тех коптов и египтян, преследуемых христиан
    У меня есть инструменты для борьбы с гигантами, мне не нужно оборудование Саула
    Я знаю борьбу, я потерпел неудачу, я не боюсь признать это
    Это честь и привилегия быть в его образе
    У меня есть радость, у меня есть мир посреди ненависти
    Спасибо Господу за Его милость, потому что теперь я говорю

    [Крюк]
    Я получил веру
    Ищу реституцию от всех моих ошибок
    Посмотри мне в лицо, парень, ты видишь милость
    Все еще не стыдно, просто в новом пространстве
    Теперь я немного скромнее

    [Outro]
    Я просто маленький скромный зверь
    Я просто маленький скромный зверь
    Иисус и бабочки для всех
    Западное побережье Атланты
    Хорошо, вот и все

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