Came from a world where my life was no less than amazing, imagine amazement. When nothing is true but is sacred. The same as the value we gave it. I meant that we made it, When I said we made it. I meant that the soul that we’re blessed with, Is nothing if we don’t get tested. In life there’s no easier way to upset the creator, then saying you know what he’s saying. I get that my life was no joke, but the easier laugh is the one that I handle my pain with. Complain about things that are easy in life cause the harder things get, the more I get inflated, by hatred. No rhyme about payment, My soul was not free but I gave it, A demon had stated, That someone had needed my help, so I gave them my help, not for free, Their salvation, my payment. I saw the relief as a statement, For what I believed was a demon, that seemed to have hatred, For everything that I believed in, I suffered for dreams, that I never believed or had faith in. Yet stood as I stood I could never fall. I dove in as deep as the rest of y’all. I see my god bleeding, so honor his strength. And prevent myself leaving the cell that I’m in. I saw death as a means to put end to his wins. But the demon believed that my death was his loss, And my savior was real but the devil writes books. So we joke about god and his death at a cross. I can’t handle the joke I lose faith in them all. There’s no Jesus who meets us, no heavens involved. Had our seasons created by demons, But angels rebelled and reclaimed what was ours for a reason. Our freedom was given not taken, So hence our reluctance to blame him, For everything that we ignored was the reason that we could not hate him. The price that we paid with and traded. Was one we were happy to break with. EDIT: I like this one so Imma double post, it was as a reaction to you tho.
Came from a world where my life was no less than amazing, imagine amazement. When nothing is true but is sacred. The same as the value we gave it. I meant that we made it, When I said we made it. I meant that the soul that we’re blessed with, Is nothing if we don’t get tested. In life there’s no easier way to upset the creator, then saying you know what he’s saying. I get that my life was no joke, but the easier laugh is the one that I handle my pain with. Complain about things that are easy in life cause the harder things get, the more I get inflated, by hatred. No rhyme about payment, My soul was not free but I gave it, A demon had stated, That someone had needed my help, so I gave them my help, not for free, Their salvation, my payment. I saw the relief as a statement, For what I believed was a demon, that seemed to have hatred, For everything that I believed in, I suffered for dreams, that I never believed or had faith in. Yet stood as I stood I could never fall. I dove in as deep as the rest of y’all. I see my god bleeding, so honor his strength. And prevent myself leaving the cell that I’m in. I saw death as a means to put end to his wins. But the demon believed that my death was his loss, And my savior was real but the devil writes books. So we joke about god and his death at a cross. I can’t handle the joke I lose faith in them all. There’s no Jesus who meets us, no heavens involved. Had our seasons created by demons, But angels rebelled and reclaimed what was ours for a reason. Our freedom was given not taken, So hence our reluctance to blame him, For everything that we ignored was the reason that we could not hate him. The price that we paid with and traded. Was one we were happy to break with. P.S. Double post: It was a reaction to someone but I liked it.
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Woah 😳😳😳 i love unique beats and this is gold❤❤
No words needed…💯
Came from a world where my life was no less than amazing, imagine amazement.
When nothing is true but is sacred.
The same as the value we gave it.
I meant that we made it,
When I said we made it.
I meant that the soul that we’re blessed with,
Is nothing if we don’t get tested.
In life there’s no easier way to upset the creator, then saying you know what he’s saying.
I get that my life was no joke, but the easier laugh is the one that I handle my pain with.
Complain about things that are easy in life cause the harder things get, the more I get inflated, by hatred.
No rhyme about payment,
My soul was not free but I gave it,
A demon had stated,
That someone had needed my help, so I gave them my help, not for free,
Their salvation, my payment.
I saw the relief as a statement,
For what I believed was a demon, that seemed to have hatred,
For everything that I believed in, I suffered for dreams, that I never believed or had faith in.
Yet stood as I stood I could never fall.
I dove in as deep as the rest of y’all.
I see my god bleeding, so honor his strength.
And prevent myself leaving the cell that I’m in.
I saw death as a means to put end to his wins.
But the demon believed that my death was his loss,
And my savior was real but the devil writes books.
So we joke about god and his death at a cross.
I can’t handle the joke I lose faith in them all.
There’s no Jesus who meets us, no heavens involved.
Had our seasons created by demons,
But angels rebelled and reclaimed what was ours for a reason.
Our freedom was given not taken,
So hence our reluctance to blame him,
For everything that we ignored was the reason that we could not hate him.
The price that we paid with and traded.
Was one we were happy to break with.
EDIT: I like this one so Imma double post, it was as a reaction to you tho.
Posso usar em um ep. Meu e colocar os creditos do beat pra vc ?
Came from a world where my life was no less than amazing, imagine amazement.
When nothing is true but is sacred.
The same as the value we gave it.
I meant that we made it,
When I said we made it.
I meant that the soul that we’re blessed with,
Is nothing if we don’t get tested.
In life there’s no easier way to upset the creator, then saying you know what he’s saying.
I get that my life was no joke, but the easier laugh is the one that I handle my pain with.
Complain about things that are easy in life cause the harder things get, the more I get inflated, by hatred.
No rhyme about payment,
My soul was not free but I gave it,
A demon had stated,
That someone had needed my help, so I gave them my help, not for free,
Their salvation, my payment.
I saw the relief as a statement,
For what I believed was a demon, that seemed to have hatred,
For everything that I believed in, I suffered for dreams, that I never believed or had faith in.
Yet stood as I stood I could never fall.
I dove in as deep as the rest of y’all.
I see my god bleeding, so honor his strength.
And prevent myself leaving the cell that I’m in.
I saw death as a means to put end to his wins.
But the demon believed that my death was his loss,
And my savior was real but the devil writes books.
So we joke about god and his death at a cross.
I can’t handle the joke I lose faith in them all.
There’s no Jesus who meets us, no heavens involved.
Had our seasons created by demons,
But angels rebelled and reclaimed what was ours for a reason.
Our freedom was given not taken,
So hence our reluctance to blame him,
For everything that we ignored was the reason that we could not hate him.
The price that we paid with and traded.
Was one we were happy to break with.
P.S. Double post: It was a reaction to someone but I liked it.
Fire bro!