Lyrics Gods in the Details - Timeless Truth

Gods in the Details

The Flushing Flash gash gushing out your temple
Can’t trust thugs who tell you everything they been through
We move in secrecy silence observe the scenery
Dedicated to the fam that ain’t believe in me…
You got The gift of gab?
I got the gift of God
To Cure the sick defeat the odds and clear the thickest fog
Overthink the possibilities to know surprises
Control the moon eclipse sun and keep the pressure rising
Im your growth give you hope make you chase horizons
Created dialect and universal body language
I’m your anguish I fill your seeds with innocence
I’m concentration, dedication and discipline
Control your every breath I could be life or death
I’m your conscience if you move ahead or second step
I’m the unknown the mystery coincidence
The higher power in you.
I’m deja vu…
I’m love I’m hope, don’t feel me you gotta find me
The rich man and poor man I seen you passing by me
It hit me once we got the robbery in the building lobby
Fought the good inside me product of a foul society
Cut ties with some guys for spiritual sobriety
I keep it peace but always keep a piece beside me
Poseidon when I’m rhyming, got the planets colliding
Trust no other but my brother- cuz cats conniving
Teach my son about the ills of the earth
I left a fortune for you funds I concealed in the dirt
I hope you find em, if they forget you best remind em… that this is timeless
Break bread with Christ, broke water with Moses
Now hell is frozen, the God Chosen
The God chosen
The God chosen
The golden kids outta Colden the God Chosen
Higher learning, the tires burning
Brothers is rapidly swerving
The face look familiar but had to be certain
I popped a U-ey, then merged in
Matter was urgent a dirty merchant
Made’em bleed like a virgin, sent to the surgeon
Searching for them green berets, tryna blow my dome off
Thrown off by decoys who dropped the maricon off
My Soviet killaz is ready for the Cold War
Machete you to confetti and blow your brain to cole slaw
A role call for my brothers that were nearly grazed
Aimed for them early graves by them dudes that really blaze
Or sing to your face with metal blade serenades
I told you to look over your shoulder like Willie Mays
I come from where it’s easiest to find anguish
Don’t say a word speak with our hands like sign language
Divine language embedded into the rhyme patterns
So praise the savior that’s saving you from the mind damage
And oh well, the drugs are sure to sell but if you short a sale
They plot to pop you with a copper top like Duracell
And notice well kids that dropped out from outreach
Triple-jab your cheek, crack your teeth through the mouthpiece
These foul streets meet your fate when the tech releases
You’ll be aight if you ain’t playing chess with checker pieces…
Check the thesis
Hand over fist, dreams manifest
Feed Lazarus, teach man to fish
Hand over fist, dreams manifest
Teach man to fish, feed Lazarus
Feed Lazarus, teach man to fish
Hand over fist when the dreams manifest
Yeah, manifest, it be the words we manifest
Timeless