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c-scripture - one lyrics

verse:
step up in the booth with the heart to write rhymes
polo on my shoes and i’m moving the ground now
reminisce on charts so i pray on the right sound
everything i face, i take on the grind now
praying you relate so i’m making the cash now
moving at the pace that my taste could bite y’all
see i was in the booth late nights no outcome
writing out my heart so my pen could catch one
see i was on the grind but they passing my tape
the radio could never play cause my rhyming is dead
a&r can’t manage me, i suck at the game
no promoter can’t f+ck with me, it’s down to myself

hook:
i can’t doubt on my strength; i know it’s bad for my health
i’m writing rhymes everyday pray to god for my strength
and everybody claim to know me know i hustle to death
i be rhyming for the love ain’t ashamed of my fate
i can’t doubt on my strength; i know it’s bad for my health
i’m writing rhymes everyday pray to god for my strength
and everybody claim to know me know i hustle to death
i be rhyming for the love ain’t ashamed of my fate

verse:
now i’m back at it, the same cat you laughed at him
blazing out my tape, you’re stuck like crack addicts
above average, i tame bars that’s once savage
catching on my pace, you’re late! you can’t touch it!
gotta let me shine with grace you learn something
they tried to paint a picture of my life, it ain’t nothing
everything i said on rhymes it says something
it ain’t my m+th+f+ckin problem that you can’t catch it
my thoughts in rap? i can floss with that
i came from the bottom now i’m bossing rap!
recital:
see that’s way overrated you’d be whack to compliment it
i’d rather start investing than become a proclamation
be the real deal, i’m talking be the conversation
the kind of money i can move and flip and start a nation
free of starvation and women degradation
where children find peace and a different conversation
i’m talking build a nation
free of starvation and women degradation
where children find peace and a different conversation

verse:
so i step up in the booth with the heart to write rhymes
polo on my shoes and i’m moving the ground now
reminisce on charts so i pray on the right sound
everything i face, i take on the grind now
praying you relate so i’m making the cash now
moving at the pace that my taste could bite y’all
see i was in the booth late nights no outcome
writing out my heart so my pen could catch one
see i was on the grind but they passing my tape
the radio could never play cause my rhyming is dead
a&r can’t manage me, i suck at the game
no promoter can’t f+ck with me, it’s down to myself

- c scripture lyrics

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