mit mj rips - the painting lyrics
{verse 1: mit mj rips]
every day i am contemplating
as i see what the lord’s painting
now all i see is a bunch of colors
as my whole old life continues to blur
wish it could go back to the way it were
so last year i wrote instruments
now i am back in the bas-m-nt
seeking some divine providence
washing my eyes so i could rinse
reading that saint thomas aquinas
why does the lord allow evil
all the pain that i still feel
i’m debating in this lion’s den
locked out of my true heaven
now i do this with a brush stroke
now all i see is a bunch of smoke
i’m no da vinci or michelangelo
god is my first and my only motto
so now if i could see the picture frame
god’s name is the only thing i proclaim
last alb-m i brought it to light
now i got nothing else to write
but my notebook is just a blank canvas
so take your favorite rappers in a list
tell me how you and they relate
all the cross outs that i negate
give me some white out and white paint
live like i’m an impure taint saint
i am going for the pencil
doing it for the lord’s good will
as i reminisce on the beat
back when people called me elite
now my achievements are honorary
as i extend my vocabulary
so now it is a dream sequence
peace yeah jesus christ is the prince
i could never collaborate on
god’s salvation i’m just a p-wn
i am looking for the bishop
thank you lord for filling my cup
for this alb-m there’s no prelude
and this is not an interlude
i have been getting writer’s block
in the studio with true dead lock
sometimes i don’t see the picture
went from dim to a light fixture
changed the identification
with my detoxification
so i try to make a portrait
when i get the mic and i spit
the mic becomes a brush
and i hop on this rush
as i paint a beautiful scene
as i untangle what the words mean
it is an agony in the garden
as my whole heart will become more harden
now sometimes i lose my vision
especially when i fall in sin
then i walk with jesus to emmaus
as i write down my wishes in a list
i try to make a depiction
and avoid all of the fiction
as i put it all into frame
i will never smudge it with fame
now all that glitters is not gold
i could pocket aces and fold
just check all of the hues
i need luck like horseshoes
lately i had zero success
but i still feel like it’s god bless
as i put it all into the painting
as i see the rest of it is waning
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