Six The Don - Hebrews 11:1 lyrics

{Intro T.D Jakes} Hebrews twelve and eleven When you have it say Amen (Amen) Uh Let's not paint with watercolors homie sh*t if i'm going to paint the picture Lets use oil Monsieur Emilo, what's good? {Verse One: ATM} I wake up to breathe in the sweet air I declare, the chiefs heir, then prepare Far from where I was Still isn’t far enough But When death was at my door My car was warming up So I gotta fear none I’m at one With the direction I came from And I'm still a day one I know my vibe When I walk into a room I lift my glass with dudes who broke rules And that’s the rule I might rattle off three dice For old times sake At “Friendsgiving” fu*k around and bring the whole plate My words shake up The whole damn place I done lit up every candle On this whole damn cake (Boy) Penny for your thoughts Nickels for the dimes Quarters for the homies And singles for the moms Fives, tens and twenties for the flips Trying to multiply the chips Fifties and hundreds for the God Ya do your own ratios I’m too busy painting bro Colors dipped in ghetto Got my pedal to the metal ni**a ni**a my whole life like a pirate Sex, money and violence Rum for all my mileage In the pursuit To stay as fly as a pilot Painting this truth, you see how fly, the fly get And hunny looked me Square in my iris Ain't sure if she seen The kindness or the tyrant They both down there You see I come from the hell that's right around here Get up off ya lounge chairs I put a few angels on the couch there Somebody let the devil know The God out here Ace, in a gold chalice King of the cold palace I don’t believe in hearts filled With no malice. No Alice You see I’m road mapping Through the valley, of the shadow With the whole action I’m big Moses,in the desert With the whole faction And I’d be blinded If I truly meant the whole faction Some went idle, missing in action Some of my ni**as locked down They’re still captives Yeah we the lost boys See we were ba*tards The unknown royal blood In the lord commander I done John Snow flaked the whole state I don’t condone that path That’s no cake But ni**a I done flew this dragon to your castle gate Growl loud enough to rattle off ya masters chains And I ain’t running Nah A See that’s a lot of money… And that’s all I’ll say You got two boys Don’t be the third child A I done stepped into a new world now Great Ain’t too much of my past Is really allowed to stay I’ll be the Phoenix in the fire For my souls sake The Many Faced God With the gold chain That’s who emerged from the flame To kill the old king That sounds in pocket Not insane But I’ll embody the spirit To further explain {Chorus: T.d Jakes} This morning I want to talk to you from the subject There's nothing as powerful As a changed mind You can change your hair Your clothing Your address Your spouse Your church Your residence But if you don't change your mind The same experience will perpetuate itself Over and over again Because everything outwardly Changed but nothing inwardly changed {Verse Two: Six The Don} (Uh) Bob Ross, minus the fro That’s how it goes Paint the town red Never mind an Easel Same hues as a rose My views is Howard Hughes Got to dream huge Perfecting my inner view Don’t do interviews Rather read than see the news Too sharp to be confused With smarts I’ve been infused Think outside the cube Been fly… it’s like I flew Russian cuts all in a group Like I collude Empires they fall No court, was never caught A few shots flew over my shoulders I brushed em off All white Porsche, behold a pale horse See this type of talk Can never be white washed Made In the imagine of God Means I’m a God So when Kanye recited that bar That touched my heart ni**a I’m the one, not just any one Verses like the words from Hebrews eleven one Carry on These ni**as tried to cancel Farrakhan! The message like a weapon May we carry bombs Parked at the palms in a foreign Money in my palms Pray you recite my songs Like the sh*t was Psalms Colors ultra vibrant Thinking ultra violet Crazy when I think back Could of been asylum’d Read all the plays Dodged the bluest sirens Control my afterlife Like the God Osiris While I’m still alive That’s the sh*t that’s frightening Send a kite into the sky Let lightning strike it I pray that all this rioting Leaves us inspired I pray the blackest flesh Will all be enlightened You know they can’t stand us It’s the color canvas They’re kneeling on our necks In hopes we gonna vanish But we only know pain That’s insane advantaged We artwork Captured with the clearest cameras {Outro T.D Jakes} Let the word be made flesh Let it be relevant Let it be life changing Let it be thirst quenching Let it be mind renewing Rejuvenate us Set us free