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Kaaz wi iina wan fait
Bot a no naamal sumadi wi a fait gens
Nuo
Wi a fait gens some wikid spirit iina di skai
We av di powa an di rait fi ruul
Lina da taim ya we daak laik nait
So fadda God, call up di man dem
Duppy Conquerors arise
I hear them talking bout a war
But baby I know I know who's in charge
I don't even need to get involved
I just gotta stay about my job
It's really no prob, don't call the cops
The battle that we face is not of flesh and blood
Apply the pressure in my prayers and there's no letting up
This ain't a matter if you think that you'll be good enough
Believe that you can't pray enough he paid it yuh
I'm chilling in this bubble like a hot tub
Covered by the squad like I rep blood
I was tripping til he came and gave me vision
Grabbed the dirt where we was birthed
And then he mixed it with the
Hacktuh
That's a bar, LTE like I'm charged up
Run the field, like "LT" for the chargers
Anyone who need a plate get your arms up
They can't starve us, Gods a bucket, it gon drop, truss
Duppy Conqueror
Neva shaken up
Surrounded wit de army
Of almighty fadda God
Duppy Conqueror
Neva shaken up
Surrounded wit de army
Of almighty fadda God
Duppy Conqueror
Neva shaken up
Surrounded wit de army
Of almighty fadda God
Duppy Conqueror
Neva shaken up
Surrounded wit de army
Of almighty fadda God
They walkin dead
I aint tryna feed the flesh
Spirit man, King Kong
When I beats the chest
Ex thug, now I'm in the Lord's army
Brave Heart, I got my sword
And there's blood on me
Yea, I don't fellowship with politics
On the rock, no jello, rows of bricks
Clanging noise, I can hear them barking
They Chihuahuas, you can hear the big dog walking
Young king, man I'm feeling like David
Only thing is my brothers don't hate it
Good news, I need truth so I seek daily
No diet, word of God, gotta eat daily
They in the church sing a long like Coco-Melon
Be the church, reach the lost before I got Heaven
I aint stoppin, even if the tires pop
See me grinding for the win, til my body drops
Duppy Conqueror
Neva shaken up Neva
Surrounded wit de army
Of almighty fadda God
Duppy Conqueror
Neva shaken up
Surrounded wit de army
Of almighty fadda God
Duppy Conqueror
Neva shaken up Neva
Surrounded wit de army
Of almighty fadda God
Duppy Conqueror
Neva shaken up
Surrounded wit de army
Of almighty fadda God
We look for the Duppy
We look for the Duppy
Conqueror
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I'm used to running solo in the field
Quarterback sneak, put that on me
I got the speed, look at the cleats yuh
But now I'm finally checking out The Option
Passing the ball, handing it off, tryna go far
Trusting in God yuh
Ima purpose driving man
Yet on faith I stand
In my heart I make my plans
But it's in God's hands
All my brodies follow Christ
Ya we really Stan
We busy sowing seeds and row in seas
Til' we see Neverland
I try to follow God in the good times
So I don't question if he there in the darkness
If it's poetry it doesn't mean it should rhyme
Just as long as it's striking you where you're heart is
If you rapping from your flesh
They some silly bars
They can't stand against the heat
They some Dilly Bars
Real recognize reel word to Bass Pro
If you ain't making them fisherman
They just bait bro
Real recognize reel
Real recognize
Real recognize reel
Real recognize
Real recognize
Real recognize
Bars is outta space
And my flow is interstellar
You think you fly like TSA
If they needed some propellers
Worth more than what you ask for
As your local bank teller
My pain gon' shoot to kill
Like gangsters out of Good Fellas
I grew from a failure
Ain't nothing that you can tell us
Priest, like if John carried three 16's
With the berettas and I
Move clever, accordingly and better
What takes you your year
I do with minimal effort but I
Rarely ever speak on it
Or show a doubt in me
I observe the Proverbs
And I keep it low key
I'm in my prime like Optimus
I'm optimistic and overt
I'll give Him praises day to day
So my days ain't over I'm over
Headtops like your barber
Grabbing the steal clippers
And they crop you out the photo
Cuz you was a still picture
It's a issue if you fill
Tell them all to bring the bill
I'm avail with those words
Cuz I know that real recognize
Reel
Uh, real recognize real ya ya
Real recognize reel, look
Real recognize all my homies
Always keep it real
Real recognize reel
Real recognize reel
Real recognize reel
Scatterbrained my thoughts
But see my thoughts so incidental
Catching chaos for the emeralds
Set the Sonics, over sibilance
Shimmy over serpentine
With death-defying penmanship
I'm pivotal, my people know
I'm picking off like ignorance
Run it back, like reminisce
But nothing like a rem and miss
Not sound asleep, but sounds asleep
I believe I know the difference
Inner scent is innocence
Inner peace will pistol whip
I'm pistol Pete, well equipped
A-R readers get
Drive by's, or walk through
If bow-peep it's Ritalin
ADHD, but modern day
Riddling
Turn tables, breaking bread
With brothers now we all convinced
That vintage unconditional
Was always in the mix
We would hear about it But was
Always on the fence
Found safety in our corners
You know, always on defense
Laying down the nets
Let's Giannis for the championship
Taking on the Son and now we
Son wit how we champion
Weez
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I had to sit down for the moment
To know if I'm down for the ride
Was caught up in all the emotions
Was trying to see God in the sky
But I couldn't handle his glory
I never continued the climb
Stood at the foot of the mountain
Feeling I couldn't look faith in the eye
Shadow boxing everybody
Paranoid and thinking
Everybody coming for me
I felt like an orphan, sick of feeling homeless
I was running around town acting like I made it
But when I laid down I knew that was I faking
New Era same cap,
I needed God to run it back
Caught with my head down
In the middle of the field
Easily attacked
Now he's picking up the pieces
Where I fell
I was gifted I was lifted
Still I fell
Had me speaking, had me preaching
Did it well, did it well
Show and Tell
Now he's picking up the pieces
Where I fell
I was gifted I was lifted
Still I fell
Had me speaking, had me preaching
Did it well, did it well
Show and Tell
I was just down for a moment
Had to control my emotions
Devil been testing me heavy
But I walk on oceans
But you already know this
I took a minute to focus on me
And remember the things that's important
Wonder why I move in silent
That's because I know God
And we both know that quiet is potent
Don't care if they notice
I got heavenly fortune
How they paint me the villain
Is different from God that means poetry
So they gotta be joking
You know it's cold in the North
But I'm cooling regardless
It's part of being Minnesotan
Had to make a couple by my lonely
Had the speakers knocking like the door is
I don't talk to none of my opponents
You aren't my teammate
You never would know me
You don't know if I'm Ryan or Kody
I can't decide between me or the old me
Feel like life is harder when you chosen
Feel like a runaway even though
I know where home is
I got the light that's inside of me
My only mission, to show it
Now he's picking up the pieces
Where I fell
I was gifted I was lifted
Still I fell
Had me speaking, had me preaching
Did it well, did it well
Show and Tell
Now he's picking up the pieces
Where I fell
I was gifted I was lifted
Still I fell
Had me speaking, had me preaching
Did it well, did it well
Show and Tell
I just want to hear well done
When I'm done
I'm so tired of being on the run
So I'm done
I just want to hear well done
When I'm done
I'm so tired of being on the run
So I'm done
Show and Tell
I just want to hear well done
When I'm done
I'm so tired of being on the run
So I'm done
Show and Tell
I just want to hear well done
When I'm done
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I swing sword like Conan
With both hands
Got to come together like big bands
Symphony
Orchestrated right from the God Man
I got plans
But I'll busy keeping His sheep
Until he sends for me
Frontline gunner
Got to run up on the enemy
They be blowin smoke
But I know who put that breath in me
Reach one, teach one
Buddy that's the recipe
Cuz He shone, for each son
Like Eshon Burgundy
Riding in that infantry
Buddy what it look like?
Mighty Men of God around
So it's never a fair fight
Lord tell me jump
Man I bunny like I'm Hair Jordan
Fly the Concord with the heirs
Cuz we living royal
And it's like that
Trouble coming and we flex that
God's anointed, so we fight back
Tony Baker with the skibidi paps
I been an outlaw, from the get go
On the flatlands to the West Coast
Had to step back, like an old soul
Back in my bag, off the pick and roll
If you show me respect
Then I'll show you respect
Then we can both connect
And we can cut the cheque
But if you come for my neck
Then you can hit the jets
And Ima keep my peace with me
If you show me respect
Then I'll show you respect
Then we can both connect
And we can cut the cheque
But if you come for my neck
Then you can hit the jets
And Ima keep my peace with me
Click click
Off the bench but I'm still a ringer
Catch a body, years later pain still a linger
Kind of crazy the peace sign got a middle finger
Best gifts ever
Christ's love and the trigger finger
Trigger finger in my peace sign
Sitting back on every single metronome
I recline
Kill the flesh on every single homicide
I design
Red pill in my clip so if you trip
Then Ima free minds
We are the sum of the total
This is the gang, deeper than fame
Deeper than all your photos
I'm with the dogs, travelling roads
We just a couple of Totos
You violate, here go the flip
You say hello to the modo
We was born in the ward
That you came into
The Son shining
Why you wanna bring the rain in to
Ya I respect the fly Scribe
Nobody playing with you
Look at what you made me do
If you show me respect
Then I'll show you respect
Then we can both connect
And we can cut the cheque
But if you come for my neck
Then you can hit the jets
And Ima keep my peace with me
If you show me respect
Then I'll show you respect
Then we can both connect
And we can cut the cheque
But if you come for my neck
Then you can hit the jets
And Ima keep my peace with me
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Eden feat. Q-Flo
04:53
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All my life I wanted to live it up
Like the big dogs on the big screen
Wit my cheddar up
Tower of Pisa, then to Ibiza
I got the keys
Private jets, wit the Air Mags
And the big cheque's yuh
That'll suit me right
If it's Tailor made
Rocking the stitch
Down on The Strip
Gimme the sip
Spare me the fools gold
Tell Rico that I want the Herringbone
Make sure it's shining, every single link
Had better show the glow
Baby what you know?
You ain't heard of me?
I'm still a child of God
Just tryna hold a few things
I would trade my peace, just to get a piece
I want double cup in that candy painted
Ima call it Reese all gas, all day
No sleep
I'm waking up in the morning
I'm yawning, I'm gone
And I'm feeling it
Oh I'm feeling it
I thought that this was what I wanted
But now my dreams have left me haunted
And if I was being honest
I'm tryna get back to the
I'm tryna get back to the
I'm tryna get back to the garden
I'm tryna get back where it started
Because I know that's where my heart is yea
That's where my heart is
I'm tryna get back to the garden
I'm tryna get back where it started
And if I was being honest
Just being honest
With every beginning there's an end
One minute I'm living large
The next, I'm living thin
Prosperity through me out
But then poverty pulled me in
I forgot the saviour
Who did something major
For weaker men, but I get it
Ride the wave until wheels fall
Faking I got it, man I doubt it
Something still off
I was living fast, hit the gas
Then I peeled off
Said I was the realest
Christ died for a real cause
Look, I remained the same man regardless
Kinda heartless
Would pursue the world
My mind became a target
To the darkness
I was living a dream
Realized that it was a scheme
I can't even lie to myself
Seeking out peace for the sake of my soul
The way I was moving was bad for my health
But I'm ten toes down, feeling unshakeable
My advice, follow the Christ
See where he's taking you
Turn away from any distractions
And any person who
Try to treat you like Mr. Glass
When you're Unbreakable
It's Q
I thought that this was what I wanted
But now my dreams have left me haunted
And if I was being honest, yeah
Just being honest
I'm tryna get back to the garden
I'm tryna get back where it started
Take me back, take me back
Where it started
That's where my heart is
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“SCRIBE” is a Jamaican-born, Canadian Recording Artist and Speaker, currently hailing from Vancouver, BC. Known as a story teller, Scribe seeks to share a breakthrough narrative one song at a time. A father of two, a husband and the son of a pastor; an eclectic upbringing has lead to a nuance movement that Scribe likes to call "UNEKLIU." disappear." ... more
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