Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What Lies Beneath, artist - Theory Hazit. Album song Thr3e, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 20.09.2018
Record label: WetWork
Song language: English
What Lies Beneath |
| Being deceived by the father of lies |
| Doing things slowly losing your life |
| First it was water, it’ll be fire next time |
| But it’s your life, but it’s your life |
| Dear God, Lord, forgive us for following ways of Satan |
| Knowing he’s the father of lies and imitation |
| Deception got us sightless like when the pepper spray the eye |
| While we sell our souls, he fronts like he’s saving lives |
| And only time we pray to You is when we facing odds |
| And even then, it’s all bad 'cause we blaming You |
| We fall short of your glory, our cultures, our family |
| We even lie to ourselves, we try to fake it true |
| Empty and afraid, we aim to fix it by covering up mistakes |
| And take it to the grave, lost in our own song looking for the hook |
| Let the cross be the bridge, it’s your life that you gave |
| Playing with fire like hell is a game |
| All people from all religions will be yelling your name |
| With they last breath, fully aware but they half-step |
| We dare devils and become blind like Ben Affleck |
| We should be past that though |
| Being deceived by the father of lies |
| Doing things slowly losing your life |
| First it was water, it’ll be fire next time |
| But it’s your life, but it’s your life |
| Sometimes I hear voices in my head, they keep calling me |
| My mind plays tricks, daily I feel like trouble follows me |
| Watching what I’m tweetin', is it God or is it demons? |
| I’m caught between cops and fiends, gunshots and scenes |
| Of my own team plottin' and schemin' |
| It’s like I’m on Elm Street and Freddie caught me street dreamin' |
| Tryin' to sleep away the evil, my reality’s illegal transactions |
| Trespassin', Bill Paxton, veil over my eyes |
| Man these crack sales are produced by most black males |
| Low self-esteem make me selfish, full of greed |
| As the devil succeeds by embellishing the |
| Repeatedly falling for traps, intrigued by the hustle |
| I see through the struggle but fail as I’m seeking rebuttal |
| Now counting my blessings, I have my share of losses |
| I see the devil from miles away when he’s walking |
| Carrying double crosses |
| Being deceived by the father of lies |
| Doing things slowly losing your life |
| First it was water, it’ll be fire next time |
| But it’s your life, but it’s your life |