Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song New One, artist - CANON. Album song Welcome to the Family, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.04.2014
Record label: EMPIRE, Reflection
Song language: English
New One |
Satan going at my heart like hyenas on a fresh kill |
Chad you got swag get her bagged wit ya' mad skills |
I recognize the lie wanna run like the cops coming |
Fight against my deeper need? |
I scared to let my heart jump in |
Boom pow, Afraid my heart can catch a beat down |
Plus I know that sin can’t help my deeper needs now |
Under the lie tho, Where’s a truth that needs exposing |
If Sin is calling I ain’t Goin |
If truth is calling what’s my emotion? |
«Hello.» |
«What up bro? |
Where you at?» |
Demonized needs get ignored until a bigger trap |
I figured that, God don’t care bout Fun, I ain’t his devout Son |
What I wants invalid |
Don’t give in to that |
My heart is crying out to experience redemption |
Overjoyed at my selection but while I’m here it need attention |
The Gospel gave my heart a voice and Jesus always listened |
Your heart is screaming at you too, but you only hear whispers |
Instead of falling back and retreat, I just wanna be accepted |
Instead of fighting lust inside me, I really wanna feel passion |
Instead of life in survival mode, I want a life full of expression |
God you made my heart good, but it be lying to me daily |
Uhh, I need a new start |
I need a new one |
I need a new one |
I need a new one |
I need a new one |
A new start with a new heart |
Yeah, a new start with a new heart |
I need a new one |
I need a new one |
I need a new one |
I need a new one |
A new start with a new heart |
Yeah, new start with a new heart |
I need a new one |
Cause this old one got all this trash on it |
Can’t see my face in the mirror I got this mask on it |
Phantom of the opera, my life is damaged from past moments |
I need a new one, something fresh with the tags on it |
Yeah, thoughts of the future are horrifying, this broken vessel leak out the |
power you pour inside |
I need a new body, this old one’s sort of dying, to occupy i was thinking |
something more glorifying |
Put me on your spinning wheel, shape me like your hands do, mold me like some |
pottery and make me something brand new |
Brand new, water me until I’m tall as bamboo |
Put your yoke around my head and shoulders like the shampoo |
I’m trying to reach this destination in a wrecked car |
It’s a hard drive, and i ain’t tech smart |
I know my character don’t always play the best part |
Therefore I’m always praying asking for a fresh start |
A change of heart, transplant, take the garbage in me out like a trashcan |
All I see is dark nights like I’m batman |
But all I wanna do is bear the fruit and that’s my passion |
These idols in my heart |
On the real tryna keep me battling |
Should I follow what I thought was right |
Or should I follow what the heart keep passing me? |
She fine and yeah she classy, she look good but yet she nasty |
On the real tryna get my haha |
But I’m tryna duck when she daffy |
Her feet keep chasing after me |
But that ain’t all that’s after me folks |
Put you life on a stage that sits to high you bound for tragedy |
From heaven I get my gifts |
At first they like those gifts |
But when you use your gifts and spit whats real to the world |
They hike yo gifts But I ain’t gotta fight like this |
They all approve of what you say plus what you do |
But then again when you get up in they grill |
They all gone slaughter you I promise you |
This battle tryna please these folk who love you is my animal |
They throw rocks, I ain’t shatter proof ' |
Lord, do what you gotta do |