Lyrics Preach - Zico Chain

Preach

Tell it in a question
Tell it like it is
Maybe they’ll arrest him
Maybe get some kicks
And the rest is burning through your soul
They just want to get you on your knees
With a mind to tell them nature’s old
You gotta let 'em breed
I get alone and I can’t quite breathe
But I know I never wanna make you sweat
It’s God’s gift just to make you believe
That I never wanna regret life
You can call it tension
You can call it faith
Or then again it’s instinct
You see I got a lot to taste
And the best is burning through your soul
They just want to get you on your own
With a mind to teach them nature’s old
You gotta let 'em grow
I get alone and I can’t quite breathe
But I knew I never wanna make you sweat
It’s God’s gift just to make you believe
That I never wanna regret life
You’re all animals