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Date of issue: 12.07.2010
Song language: English
Clear the Air |
I hear them talking but maybe, you got it twisted though |
I hear them talking but maybe, you got it twisted though |
I hear them talking but maybe, you got it twisted though baby |
You got it twisted though baby, you got it twisted |
So… |
I’m a take it there, let me clear the air |
I’m a take it there, let me clear the air |
I’m a take it there, let me clear the air |
Let me clear the air, let me clear the air |
They say I done changed «what's his problem man? |
He don’t sound the same |
Gimme bars about the game or how every rapper is lame |
I’m like «that's so 2006» hate what you 'bout to get |
Sorry you mad, but you can take me off your Christmas list, bruh |
Ain’t no way that I’m a sell my blow for the every good flow just to get you off |
I dedicate every letter word syllable to the one that is on the Cross |
Homie please, every line I craft it for the lost |
I ain’t gotta move another CD, you ain’t gotta like me, I’m good boss |
I ain’t returnin' back, go’n ahead and hate |
I let you tell me what I am, now let me tell you what I ain’t |
I ain’t no lame, I don’t chase fame, I ain’t no copy of Lecrae |
What I say is for the King, you can take that to the bank |
You were perfect then it came bound, died and was slain down |
Laid in a grave, then He raised, now He reign now |
I’m a tell everybody till I’m in the green ground |
Hold on to your validation, I don’t need a thing now |
Aye I don’t owe nobody but I paid my dues |
Got my Hill Street Blues out there on iTunes |
Gave 'em plenty Real Talk, and even After the Music Stops |
Your boy still a Rebel, you hear it after the music drops |
I’m not a mogul, a celeb, a star |
I’m some of what you think I am and none of who you are |
You barely do collabos, now everybody mad at you |
We out to make disciples, not earn these rappers' gratitude |
Start messing with PRo, now people they get to hatin' |
They say I changed the style, they missin' the whole equation |
We chopped it in the Scriptures, we barely talk rap |
I told them «get from around me if you just did it for that» |
Aye, the homie listened, he struggled, he grew |
And now I’m blessed to have him rolling with me and my crew |
He went from exalting self to giving glory to the Heir |
If you like the old PRo, sorry… he’s no longer there |