Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Say Yes, artist - Joell Ortiz. Album song House Slippers, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.09.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Say Yes |
If God, came to you |
And asked you, «Will you give me your all?» |
Would you say yes? |
Lord I’m all yours, forgive me for all flaws |
There’s so many, there’s so many, there’s so many, there’s so many |
There’s so many, there’s so many, I’ve been disobeyin yo' laws |
I’ve been livin life how I felt, I’ve been sayin yes when I want |
I’ve been dippin into temptation, it was that fool’s gold that I’d flaunt |
It was them devil riches I seeked, it was all of your jewels that I lost |
Lord I wanna take this time to thank you, even when I started drivin off course |
You ain’t let me crash into that wall, feel like I was never drivin at all |
I felt yo' hands all on that wheel, heard yo' voice in every dope deal |
Saw yo' light in every dark thought, I was out here ignorin your will |
I left yo' side but you ain’t leave mine, how many times I said «It's the last time»? |
Lord I just gotta get off this last time, I’m a get a job, save every last dime |
I lied to my God, life is so hard, one of my most used excuses |
For me to just, hold tools and live ruthless, buyin that ProTools was just |
useless |
Dust collectin, wait a fuckin second, I just cussed cause check it, |
even though I’m rappin |
Lot of blessings happen, it feel like I’m slappin even more than before, |
am I disrespectin |
When I’m spittin this message every time I can? |
Will my fans accept it? |
Should I even care? |
Still second guessin when I know what’s first, I’m a miss this blessin, |
man I’m just confessin |
Yeah I’m out the hood but e’rything ain’t good (e'rything ain’t good, |
but e’rything ain’t good) |
There’s so many, there’s so many, there’s so many |
There’s so many things that I could |
Be out here doin and knowin that I should and if it’s not gettin done, |
I’m addin more wood |
To the fire I’m a burn in later, when I turn the savior gon' be standin there |
like «You would |
Be in my kingdom, but I was singin, and your ears was ringin, you would feel |
that tinglin |
Kinda scratch it off, and continue minglin in a party drinkin, all that unclean |
thinkin |
While they blastin off, your new record felt good now, didn’t it? |
You was on fire, now it’s infinite» |
Man I’m gettin scared as I’m writin this, but I’m quiet in the flame as I’m |
spittin it |
See this is my deliverance, for the first time I ain’t only talkin, I’m livin it |
No more layin down with women just lustin disgusting, trust me my faith is |
unlimited |
No more postin and pivotin on blocks like I’m gettin it, countin dividends |
Work up in the Timberlands, servin 'em like Wimbleton, hurtin my community |
worse, every person I distributed |
I attributed to they spirit givin in, so every time they sin again that’s |
another strike for me |
Can’t believe that kind of livin was aight with me, man FUCK my life, |
they say life’s a B |
Guess I was fuckin her too, no surprise to me, since I was handin out pipe for |
free |
5-foot-3, nice physique, hop up in the ride with me and lean back in the |
driver’s seat |
Every night with a stranger, but look how I changed up, I’m chillin on the road, |
got my wife with me |
And my boobie’s smooth while all the groupies drooled, she just smilin and |
enjoyin this life with me |
But see lyin to God has only lied to me, so Lord, them dopeboys still tied to me |
I ain’t buyin ki’s but they’ll die for me and I’ll die for them, |
that feels right to me |
If I’m wrong keep your scrawnies and fight for me, I got a little bit of Christ |
in me |
But I ain’t perfect, I feel that worship for your word as it grows inside of me |
But I feel guilty cause though I feel it I don’t fully embrace it, |
man I just conceal it |
'Til we all alone and then my knees get filthy as I drop before you like «Lord, |
you feel me? |
You must think I’m silly, even I don’t feel me, «feel like I’m actin while my |
conscience filming |
Feel like my soul is sayin «Joell, really?"Feel like my soul is sayin «Joell, |
really?!» |
There’s so many, there’s so many, there’s so many, there’s so many |
Things I gotta fix for any of your joy really fulfills me |
Forgive me Lord, man |
Say yes, ohhhhh |
Say yes, say yes |
Say yes, ohhhhh |