Sam Ock - Thoughts lyrics

[Verse 1 - Sam Ock] 'Tis the time to tell a tale too tall Take a tip or two cents from a thought too small Full of insecurity to the teeth trying to take it So it's barenaked so he thought that he could fake it And be found of fear full of force and fury Folly fed frailness the future felt blurry And faith though familiar fell a few feet far His fickling [?] heart feels a tad torn apart The daily dose of daring to do different To make a mark or message the music may be missing A message of Christ a message of life A message of day a message that would burn through the night I'm trying to understand as a young man How to reconcile the Christ in me with who I really am So you call it art, but it's (for) me a music form To give glory to God that's for what I hope [Verse 2 - J. Han] Hm... They're expecting perfection So as a fallible man how do you step With integrity and exellence the mistakes are inevitable Every thing you hide away in a crucible Then fester and boil your inner turmoils It makes your chaos feel your anger and a bit of holy a-h As an architect artist or an actor Do you pin the Christian tag before or after Regardless where I put it I'm Smashed into pudding if I'm far from my release I'll just regain my footing You can call me cheesey you can call me corny But you can't deny the sk**s and artistry that I be owning In the lavatory trying to comprehend and tell my story From my childhood days to my college dormitory thus This balancing act I can't forfeit Keeps me in check when I'm drifting out of orbit [Verse 3 - Mickey Cho] I'm feeling like a giant, taller than Goliath Not because I'm great, but because I'm repping I AM I used to be about only me so defiant 'Til I gave my life away Now I find that I am flying even higher than the sky I'm soaring through the galaxies Fire in my eyes got Summers on the rapper be Inspired by the lines of The Word no blasphemy Tired of the slime put these other rappers after me Tell me what's the aftermath I feel like it's a tragedy The topics that these rappers rap about so casually Sex money d** Morally decapitating everything I love Can I wave they're gone magically huh? Cause the children are the casualties A tall price to pay like a fish fillet from Applebee's I'm all about the honour The standard that I stand for the higher that the standard is The standard that demands more and I'mma meet the quota A new breed of rapper that will change all the negativity the rappers shown us In an industry full of shallow means to make a profit is an emcee I would [?] speaking as a prophet over all the nonsense I could care less if I can make you shake your booty but your soul remains unblessed That's the reason I spit it to the best of my ability Forever I'll be k**ing these beats yes