Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song How Great , by - Chance The Rapper. Song from the album Coloring Book, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 26.05.2016
Record label: Chance the Rapper
Song language: English
How Great |
| How great is our God |
| Sing with me, how great is our God |
| All will see how great is our God |
| How great is our God |
| Sing with me, how great is our God |
| All will see, how great, how great, is our God |
| Name above all names |
| Worthy of all praise |
| And my heart will sing how great is our God |
| Name above all names |
| Worthy of all praise |
| And my heart will sing how great is our God |
| How great is our God |
| Sing with me, how great is our God |
| All will see how great is our God |
| How great, is our God |
| Sing with me, how great is our God |
| All will see, how great, how great, how great, how great, how great, how great, |
| is our God |
| The first, is that God is better than the world’s best thing |
| God is better than the best thing that the world has to offer |
| Magnify, magnify, lift it on high |
| Spit it Spotify to qualify a spot on his side |
| I cannot modify or ratify, my momma made me apple pies |
| Lullabies and alibis |
| The book don’t end with Malachi |
| Devil will win employee of the month by the dozen |
| Till one score in three years from the third when he doesn’t |
| My village raised 'em a child, come through the crib and it’s bustin' |
| You meet anyone from my city, they gon' say that we cousins |
| Shabach barak, edify |
| Electrified the enemy like Hedwig till he petrefied |
| Any petty Peter Petigrew could get the pesticide |
| 79th, 79th, I don’t believe in science |
| I believe in signs |
| Don’t believe in signing, I see dollar signs |
| Color white collar crime |
| Good God, the gift of freedom |
| Hosena Santa invoked and woke up slaves from south Hampton to Chatham Manor |
| My dream girl’s is behind me, feel like I’m James Early |
| The type of worship make Jesus come back a day early |
| With the faith of a pumpkin-seed-sized mustard seed |
| Here, for I will speak noble things as they trusted me |
| Only righteous, I might just shrug at the skullduggery |
| I couldn’t stand to see another rapper lose custody |
| Exalt, Exalt, glorify |
| Descend upon the earth with swords and fortify the borders where your shoulders |
| lies |
| I used to hide from God |
| Ducked down in the slums like «shhh» |
| I was lost in the jungle like Simba after the death of Mufasa |
| No hog, no meerkat, hakuna matata by day |
| But I spent my night time fighting tears back |
| I prayed and prayed and left messages but never got no hear back |
| Or so it seemed |
| A mustard seed was all I needed to sow a dream |
| I build the ark, gently, gently, I rowed my boat down Noah’s stream |
| Sometimes the path I took to reach my petty goals was so extreme |
| I was so far down in the mud couldn’t even let my light shine |
| But she was always there when I needed to phone a friend or use a life line |
| From a lofty height, wage won |
| The poltergeist to exalt the Christ |
| Spark the dark with the pulse of light |
| Strike a corpse with a pulse of life |
| I spit on the Tidal of tidal waves |
| I spit on the Apple and kill a worm |
| A fire in Cali will swallow a valley for every African village burned |
| Jay Elect would’ve never made it |
| 'O son of man, O' son of man |
| Who was the angel in Revelations with the foot on water and the foot on land |
| Who was the angel that rode a Harley from the project to the house of Parliament |
| And opened the book in the Devil’s chamber and put the true name of the Lord in |
| it |
| Old Jerusalem, New Jerusalem |
| Cuff lights these beats with a ball of fire |
| Poison the scripture and gave us the pictures of false messiahs |
| It was all a lie |
| Mystery babylon, tumbling down |
| Satan’s establishment crumbling down |
| This is the year that I come for the crown |
| Bury my enemies under the ground |