Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Goodbye, artist - Andy Mineo. Album song Formerly Known, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.01.2013
Record label: Reach
Song language: English
Goodbye |
Look, I’m like ink so fresh I could smear it |
Just signed my name, I already feel it |
It’s like a bulls-eye on my head that I’m wearin' |
But it’s not a Bulls snap-back cap that I’m talkin' 'bout |
Walking out my faith, live from that New York City |
Livin' where it ain’t pretty, Wash Heights |
Where they puff haze, play music all night |
That’s why your boy came, so we could show 'em Christ |
Y’all don’t get it, I been saved, living for His things |
Switched the name, used to go by C-Lite |
But then I put it in the grave, 'cause I’m steppin' off stage |
Still the same dude livin' what I say up on that mic |
Cap and gown, graduated now, 23 and I’m in a new season |
Wow this is crazy! |
God is so amazing |
He been using all that pain He allowed to shape me, Chiselin' |
Every little thing of me that isn’t Him |
And sin is still wacker than it’s ever been |
Jesus coming back again, when he does all that |
«I used to go church"stuff is irrelevant |
Following Christ ain’t a one time event |
It’s a lifestyle, not what you use for your girlfriend |
So there it is hope y’all listening |
Yeah the same mission but the team look different |
Don’t believe the lie. |
You’re living in a world that’s passing by |
And all the pretty things that you thought were fly |
You can’t take 'em with you when you die |
Everybody sing, oh, Goodbye! |
Everybody sing, oh, Goodbye! |
Rap aficionado, from the 'Cuse where they move for Otto |
But now out of my window, I can see the Apollo |
I changed cities, still people remain hollow |
Everybody Tweet, but they don’t know who to follow |
Watch me kick it, Salvation minus Crucifixion, |
You got a better chance at the Lotto with no ticket |
It’s horrific, rhyme for Jesus but flow wicked |
You hear the truth, but don’t wanna do it like those dishes |
Newsflash, new trash in the media |
All them old lies, watch what they feedin' ya |
If it’s no good throw it up, like bulimia |
If it’s no good throw it up, like graffiti huh |
So think fast, Ramadan, Autobahn |
Girlies wanna move fast tryna use they body wrong |
They gettin' naughty but, you know it’s probably 'cause |
They want male attention, 'cause they father gone |
Don’t believe the lie. |
You’re living in a world that’s passing by |
And all the pretty things that you thought were fly |
You can’t take 'em with you when you die |
Everybody sing, oh, Goodbye! |
Everybody sing, oh, Goodbye! |
Say goodbye to the liar, say hello to the fire |
Say peace in the storm gone, like it’s on tires |
Thought you was a Don Juan so you co-conspire |
With the evil empire, Evel Knievel, conniving people |
Are putting commas in God’s word |
Careful who you worship when you waving at concerts |
My finger’s on the detonator like I’m playin' Sega |
See ya later to the hater of love |
I made this statement because I’m sick of |
Being in your daily with that hatred and lust |
I got kids, and they got ears and they be opening up |
To bright ideas, when you feed 'em bull |
I feed 'em truth, 'cause I understand speakers are tools |
Either a key or a noose. |
Either get you out or get you through |
But it all depends on what you’re get into |
See that gettin' is forbidden if you get into that fruit man |
Get up in them Scriptures so they get into that loop fam Salute. |
Don’t believe the lie. |
You’re living in a world that’s passing by |
And all the pretty things that you thought were fly |
You can’t take 'em with you when you die |
Everybody say, oh, Goodbye! |
Everybody say, oh, Goodbye! |
Goodbye, Good-ggoodbye, Oh! |
Goodbye! |