Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Battles with Faith, artist - DAX.
Date of issue: 14.10.2021
Song language: English
Battles with Faith |
Struggling I’m trynna find my way |
Fighting I’m having battles with faith |
They criticize me and speak on my name |
But perfect’s something I’ll never be |
I remember days back as a kids |
They was hating saying I was neva gonna b nothing dope |
They was saying I was neva gonna make it they would try to put me in a headlock |
had me by the throat |
They was a little boi snot nose |
Wrong path I was dodging all the potholes |
Syndrome they diagnosed called Stockholm |
Going through hell was walking on the hot coals |
Momma said I was a special case |
And demons talk to those we cannot replace |
That the world was a hell and test of faith to crown those who would walk to |
the heavens gates |
So I’d sit and wait |
Face to face with those who would try to break my mental state |
Then take all the hurt and pain and |
Paint barbells id use just to shoulder weight now my strength got people asking |
like who’s stopping him |
We ain’t neva seen a nigga this popping without that garbage that be |
brainwashing them |
So everytime I get a chance im bombing the verbal vomit is tik tik toking em |
into a coffin ya 15 seconds is up be Giannis the |
The bucks you chase couldn’t chip my commas I digest greats and I paid my homage |
Fuck cheese what I’m spitting is nachos |
Niggas didn’t believe I was spitting this gospel |
Now they gotta receive take a swig of the hot sauce |
Bow and get on they knees cause these verses Picasso |
I won’t fold yes I got my soul every bar I throw |
Is strike I bowl they won’t pin me no I won’t spare or go down the path they |
chose ima bring them home |
Struggling I’m trynna find my way |
Fighting I’m having battles with faith |
They criticize me and speak on my name |
But perfect’s something I’ll never be |
Struggling I’m trynna find my way |
Fighting I’m having battles with faith |
They criticize me and speak on my name |
But perfect’s something I’ll never be |
Now I’m a veteran |
They didn’t know they was fucking round with a specimen |
Many men tried to get me but my adrenaline came in so heavy that I was able to |
take on 10 of them |
Every battle was won I made them irrelevant |
The screams loud the cries of men deafening |
I told em all I was sorry and that I’m heaven scent but if I gotta kill em then |
fuck it I’ll go to hell again |
Now I’m straight driving it |
I see demons pull-up outside to the left and the right |
Trynna get up inside so I gas every beat and let em know what I’m vibing with |
Don’t gimme that paper I’m not signing it |
I see the evil you niggas ain’t disgusting it |
I’m sick wit it not talking about sinuses |
If they wanna puppet I’m throwing a peace sign to it |
Ate the hate then put it the game in reverse |
Built a base, engaged and through the flames I emerged |
Grabbed the gates of hell to close then turned to devil’s face and said we are |
adjourned |
Every cell and each and every single nerve in my body jumped as I began purge |
then hit |
I the bend and sped around he curve to the sign that said return back up to |
earth |
Now they haunt me |
Can’t get up off me |
Waking the people up like some ccc coffee |
Devils knows what I’m doing so here trying to stop me |
Braking the chains of mental slaves |
On path less chose went against the grain |
Everybody fucking knows Dax the next to reign |
Anybody who oppose burns then heats the flame throws then seeks the sheep |
Then begin to change |
Struggling I’m trynna find my way |
Fighting I’m having battles with faith |
They criticize me and speak on my name |
But perfect’s something I’ll never be |
Struggling I’m trynna find my way |
Fighting I’m having battles with faith |
They criticize me and speak on my name |
But perfect’s something I’ll never be |