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t russ - jacob v. the angel lyrics

[verse 1: truss]
i am not your strongest soldier
it seems you forgot how you designed my shoulders
core too weak to be holding boulders
like i don’t do two trips to hold the groceries
mod ting!
i ain’t built for all these battles
it feels like you really love to hear me babble
repeating myself, prayers going unanswered
if the prayer line’s down, then stop being an assh0l+ & say something!
everyone around me say my day’s coming
but my patience and my family are still struggling
try to numb the pain, try to run away from it
but i’m losing faith and can’t afford to stray from it
even though you paid for it, why am i still coming outta pocket?
how many more ways can i explain that i ain’t got it?
thinking of the days when i’d receive word from the prophet
‘bout finally seeing some of my profits
and honestly

[hook]
my arms might be too short to box with god
but send an angel down, i’m just tryna talk
‘cause with all of my efforts, you still tryna test me
but i ain’t letting go until you bless me
my arms might be too short to box with god
but send an angel down, i’m just tryna talk
‘cause i’m tired of the stressing, a n+gga getting desperate
but i ain’t letting go until you bless me
[verse 2: j.o. mairs]
i asked you to send me an angel, but when he arrived, i didn’t know it
i was terrified, went for the strap where my hip bone is
but he caught the play, reached first, now we’re tussling for it
next thing you know it, my hip out the socket, he tossed my rocket
now we’re wrestling, i’m looking ‘round wondering where my weapon is
he laughed, like, “n+gga, you should be wondering where your blessing is!”
catch a hand, swell in my eye, a bl++dy schnazz
he got that mean hook, jab and that old rugged cross
uh+uh, i knew this wouldn’t be my fight to be winning
then he told me, “n+gga, this wasn’t even no fight to begin with!
you been fighting all your life, stop fighting me, n+gga!
you know it all every time, then enlighten me, n+gga!
and why you asking me for things, and let ‘em pass when they come?
we’ve been scr+pping all night til the crack of the sun
you need the discipline, so pops gotta slap up his son.”
i turned a whole new person once that slap up was done

[hook: j.o. mairs]
because my arms might be too short to box with god
just send an angel down, i’m just tryna talk
‘cause with all of my efforts, you still tryna test me
but i ain’t letting go until you bless me
my arms might be too short to box with god
and at times i don’t listen when he’s tryna talk
but i’m tired of the stressing, a n+gga getting desperate
but i ain’t letting go until you bless me
[verse 3: truss]
i’m begging!
my sis needs a kidney
my mom’s losing vision
her husband is sick
and it’s just the beginning
loved ones would rather lose me to tradition
who didn’t even think of me before my transition
and my friends need some wins
it’s been loss after loss
at what cost?
not tryna tell you how to do your job
you’re the boss
but god, send help already
if you’re trying to protect me, lemme hold a blessing please!

[outro]
lord, help me to hold out! (x2)

- t russ lyrics

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