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A Letter [prod. Blu Majic Beat Co.]

A Letter This isn't how it was suppose to be We …

Kennedy Betts

May 16, 20175m 9s

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A Letter This isn't how it was suppose to be We were suppose to roam the land in peace We were suppose to till the earth We were suppose to let the wicked disperse But it's our fault because we sinned first Now we're all under one big curse stuck in these bodies, until we're Back to the dirt from where we were made Stuck in our minds like we're lost in a maze Lost in the dark like we're stuck in a cave Looking for the Light cause we've been depraved Where is your soul? This world is a grave We're just some men who need to be saved Aren't you tired? You keep moving your feet You keep walking, every step more incomplete Too filled with pride, you refuse to say "I'm weak" so you cover it up with drugs and booze, convinced parties are your peak You wake up the next morning feeling so empty But everyone's doing it and they've got to accept me You say "I wanna quit, but the world tempts me" Listen to this truth so you can be set free You're a slave to your sin, but don't want to admit it That's why you keep relapsing every time you try and quit it this is just the beginning, I'm not even close to finished And yes, this all comes back to God the Father If you don't want to listen then don't even bother This a battle for your soul, I'm pointing you safety once I mention Jesus Christ people start to hate me, For it has been written: "if they have persecuted me, they will also persecute you" So I take what I've been shown and I put it on YouTube Writing this is the only way that I can get through to you I'm not speaking for myself, I speak because God Loves you This is for the lost sheep, the ones who hear the Shepherd's voice The ones who feel like they're losing a game without a choice You're chained to your lusts and thus you don't feel whole You keep feeding your flesh, its eating at your soul We don't realize it, but we consume our SELF We judge ourselves on the inside and project it onto everyone else We see the world upside down, we're caught in a snare We're in the Devil’s trap, it's easy to not care Our selfishness takes over and we start thinking "life's just not fair, I'm gonna do what I want" most men see a woman and stare right at her butt And we think it's okay to watch as she struts But this is the beginning of the corruption of our minds, Teaching our bodies to lust all the time, Now you're living in a prison right between your eyes You are so asleep, but you fail to realize, The pain cuts deep, but it's covered up in fears and lies So you run with the crowd, chasing money, clothes, and hoes Watering your life with ways of the world, but nothing ever grows But guess what? Satan will use anyone as long as blood flows And if it doesn't, well that's even better That's another soul in his pocket, another body without God’s sweater He's killing you from the inside, making you feel even deader this is not religious rap, the mystery of life is within this letter And this is my letter, to the world And anyone who can hear it I pray God opens your ears so you listen and not fear it When someone mentions Jesus Christ, don't run, but come near it Learn to feel the difference between your flesh and His Spirit Because this world is not all darkness, it's not all pain