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| i have no idea if anybody even reads this thing anymore but im not really putting lyrics up here im just rambling now. life is good and i miss you guys but its been good here in Waco, lonely at times, but good. So i'll type more later if anybody comments.
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| i don't write to make you angry i don't write to make you happy/
i don't say certain words so i'm certain you will slap me/
i don't say what i don't mean, and i mean what i usually say/
i usually do not leave because usually i stay/
i sometimes speak in code and sometimes in black and white/
if i'm feeling colorful i'll splash a shade of gray tonight/
i'm hard to understand and i'm usually complicated/
i'm often misunderstood and not well accommodated/
i sit and stare at walls and i'm quite good at gibberish/
half are still confused the other half aren't gettin this/
i'm good at picking fights and at starting arguments/
and a good day is a day where i hardly had to vent/
the good ones usually spite me, but the evil also hate me/
the public stares and questions when these people overrate me/
i've often been forgotten but i've also been made a hero/
this is just a first verse and i feel like i m worth zero/
Hook (singing)
Why do I write? And Why do I sing?
Why do i do what i do and put up with everything?
Why do i rap? And why do i flow?
Why do i explain what these people do not know?
(Rapped)
Why do i spit and why do i write/what is the reason for the battle i fight/
why do i rhyme and what is my light/ what is the reason for the lyrics i write/
I usually tell a story and i often hope it will make sense/
i try to portray images that will help me not be tense/
the world will give me ammo and i use it to blow some steam/
i grew up without a brother so its hard to be on the team/
i grew up in the church and i was in the youth room meetings/
i ran off to the hood and the game gave me its greetings/
i took a pen and paper and i lashed out at those closest/
i put thoughts into verses and sometimes i felt like Moses/
the people will not listen what i'm missing in the message/
i d put it in a rap song just to hope that they would check it/
i grew up as i blew up and some days i tried to quit this/
but something in my heart continued to make me spit this/
God had my back forever and never is when he left me/
though my pride was daunting and i knew they'd all forget me/
they'd upset me in this battle and id react with lots of writin/
but soon i soon will tell you there's a reason why i'm writin/
Hook (singing)
Why do I write? And Why do I sing?
Why do i do what i do and put up with everything?
Why do i rap? And why do i flow?
Why do i explain what these people do not know?
(Rapped)
Why do i spit and why do i write/what is the reason for the battle i fight/
why do i rhyme and what is my light/ what is the reason for the lyrics i write/
I don't rap to make you angry i don't rap to see you cryin/
i aint 50 cent, i won't 'get rich or die tryin'/
this here is not a movie and this kid ain't eminem/
i don't rap to make me feel good and i don't rap for all of them/
i rap because the spirit of the holy awesome father/
gave me the gift of rappin and he told me to go farther/
i put me in this music so id use it for his glory/
not to put myself up in the lofts and tell my story/
i'm a prophet i'm a preacher i'm a pastor i'm an emcee/
i cant stop it i'm a teacher a lyricist so one day they'll see/
that a way out of the struggle can be found through Jesus Christ/
the reason for my breathin i aint leavin he gave his life/
for a fallen world of sinners that all deserve to burn in hell/
but we can live with him and thats the message that i tell/
so when you interview me and you ask me why i do this/
write down its for the one God then come listen to HIs music/
Hook (singing)
Why do I write? And Why do I sing?
Why do i do what i do and put up with everything?
Why do i rap? And why do i flow?
Why do i explain what these people do not know?
(Rapped)
Why do i spit and why do i write/what is the reason for the battle i fight/
why do i rhyme and what is my light/ what is the reason for the lyrics i write/
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| Anonymous is the name the one that i go by/
i look to the streets when i see christians go by/
they got jesus stickers but they honkin they horns/
middle finger in the air when their scheldule is torn/
by somebody drivin wrong, but we say we claim christ/
we act like its good we say its all nice/
we never saw the hood, and we scared to go there/
with dudes sellin crack just to buy nike airs/
we look at them funny when they walk in our church/
we actin shiny clean though we doin our dirt/
we conceal it real well, and I am too to blame/
and this is just a song to remember his name/
HOOK
This is just a song to remember his name/
and realize the truth do we live what we claim/
no more pointing fingers no more time to blame/
forget the old song lets Remember HIS name/
repeat
Christian is the name but yo are we christ like/
the term to be christian it means we must live like/
the one who has saved us the one who redeems us/
the one who sees sin and the one who will clean us/
im daily messin up like sin is a habit/
instead of givin up we givin in he can have it/
im sittin reminissin, then i see myself fall/
i say that im real but i dont answer his call/
we put him on pause like a song we like not/
so if im stealin llife then i guess i should write not/
the life is a real one so i cant mistake it/
we do this for him so please dont remake it/
HOOK
This is just a song to remember his name/
and realize the truth do we live what we claim/
no more pointing fingers no more time to blame/
forget the old song lets Remember HIS Name/
repeat
the song is original, the sin is a pasttime/
our favorite phrase is "this is the last time"/
when inside our hearts we'll do it again/
then head in our hands why go thru this again/
when reading in romans we arent sposed to be slaves/
but like 1800's we keep on living like slaves/
we bootleg a blessing cause we cant afford it/
the spit off our pain we write and record it/
we keepin it real and forget about reality/
we sin, quit then sin and so he must be mad at me/
lets change our hearts instead of changing our minds/
lets live like we're saved and not live like we're blind/
HOOK
This is just a song to Remember his name/
and realize the truth do we live what we claim/
no more pointin fingers no more time to blame/
we gotta do me then just remember the name
This is just a song to remember his name/
but do we live the truth do we live what we claim/
no more pointing fingers no more time to blame/
live out the truth and lets Remember HIS Name/
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| farrahn..thanks for the idea..here it is family
Ive written hundreds of verses, and a whole slew of songs/
on many different topics, some were right some were wrong
i wrote about George Bush and i wrote about Columbine/
i wrote about 9-11 and i wrote about girls of mine/
i wrote songs of love and i wrote songs of hatred/
i wrote about the real life and i wrote about the matrix/
there were songs of pleasure, there were songs of pain/
there were songs of fault and some i pointed blame/
i tried to inspire, while i put down sixteen bars/
people looked at me like a loser or a star/
i never hesitated, and i always had a pen/
a piece of paper nearby and i would write again/
writers block would come and writers block would go/
some things i would tell and some they'lll never know/
but while im still here, i should speak on truth/
am i out of topics and if so what will i do/
Hook
I want to write songs while im sittin here waitin/
but there is a lack of inspiration/
sometimes i think i just need to be patient/
yes there's a lack of inspiration/
i want to make hits and stop the people hatin/
but i have a lack of inspiration/
so i sit here and i am debatin,
i have a lack of inspiration/
I wrote about my present and yes i wrote about my past/
sometimes i wrote it slow and sometimes i wrote it fast/
i wrote about my future and the things far out of view/
i wrote up in a restaraunt and i wrote it from a pew/
i talked about my struggle and i talked about my wins/
i took my precious time and complained about my sins/
the songs they told a riddle and my words would paint a portrait/
sometimes it was nonsense and sometimes it was important/
there were lines of me and there were lines of you/
and then there were lyrics who knew could be so true/
i hit it on the head, but i too had missed the point/
when everything i scribbled was a shot into my groin/
i said i wrote from spirit and i tried to make it rhyme/
but as im out of breath i feel im almost out of time/
another thing has hit me another thing just left/
sixteen bars to tell you the truth through fading breath/
Hook
I want to write songs while im sittin here waitin/
but there is a lack of inspiration/
sometimes i think i just need to be patient/
yes there's a lack of inspiration/
i want to make hits and stop the people hatin/
but i have a lack of inspiration/
so i sit here and i am debatin,
i have a lack of inspiration/
I made it to verse three and i think it finally hit me/
dead betweenn the eyes when the Lord had come to sit me/
on his precious lap and he had something to tell me/
straight forward and honest and he didnt have to sell me/
i realized what was missin and what i was looking for/
the quest for relevance for these lyrics are no more/
the reason that i write was anonther question in my mind/
when my eyes clearly were opened to the fact that i was blind/
im sittin here complainin, about looking to be inspired/
and drinkin all this coffe in an attempt to get me wired/
looking to the skies and while i wasliving on the run/
let me realize that i must look to the SON/
i cannot look around me to get a topic for my writin/
or think this world can give me a reason to be fightin/
with the Lord who is my savior, the lord of all creation/
never again will i ever have a lack of inspiration
Hook
I want to write songs while im sittin here waitin/
but I feel I have a lack of inspiration/
sometimes i think i just need to be patient/
but satan tells me theres a lack of inspiration/
i want to make hits and stop the people hatin/
do i still have a lack of inspiration/
but then i see my God, the Lord of all creation/
now i know i'll never have...a lack of inspiration/
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| I need a glimpse of your glory/ slight view of your face/
one day of rest and a moment in grace/
A glimpse of your healing/ a sight of your love/
a minute of peace so this is to above/
I need a glimpse of reality a view of the real world/
more than just trama and this drama with this girl/
a sign in the clouds or a message from an angel/
a different side of things just an opposite angle/
the pressure and stresses but i know he still blesses/
the teachings the trials and the miles he'll test us/
no second guesses cause i know you are out there/
a future and a purpose not worthless and you care/
you know me by name but why do i fall down/
and put the mute on when i hear you call now/
there is more to this than i can still imagine/
a healing through torture and i cannot fathom/
why i go through what the prophets have went through/
the trials and the cells and the hells that ive been through/
i know i can do it, but why do i quit now/
i guess thats a reason that i gotta just spit now/
I need a glimpse of your glory/ slight view of your face/
one day of rest and a moment in grace/
A glimpse of your healing/ a sight of your love/
a minute of peace so this is to above/
Troubles and heartbreaks and im working just too much/
but then i look at them and i see how they still clutch/
and cling to a hope of deliverance, a brighter day/
so is it a miracle and a sign to go fight today?/
nobody really knows the struggles i have survived/
im depressed and confess that a spirit must be revived/
im fighting for a nation impatient and with no morals/
a government divided and confided these strife quarrels/
i cant speak on that so i know what A's gotta do/
smile and wave meekly when you talk i just nod at you/
so pressure builds up the inconsistancy kills us/
when people hate on us and our family doesnt feel us/
no way to go down cause im under rock bottom/
i slept twice this week, i am sick and downtrodden/
but i know theres a way and a leasson to be learned now/
so instead of suicide i take a ride just to turn now..and..
I need a glimpse of your glory/ slight view of your face/
one day of rest and a moment in grace/
A glimpse of your healing/ a sight of your love/
a minute of peace so this is to above/
How will i go on the expect me to stay strong/
there is only one way and iknow i cant stay gone/
the lyrics and the beats in my spirit on these streets/
the movement of motion when the spirit gives me heat/
theres a calm in tragedy and a break in the hardest battle/
so pause in the hurricane when you feel that youre too rattled/
a God in a world that will swirl when then wind blows/
so i keep to the book when rains comin through my window/
they hate me degrate me but guess what i'm still rappin/
trudge through the mud win through wind how did this happen/
in the name of love kinda like the song from U2/
the grace was meant for me and it is meant for you too/
for the masses who passes by a God whose holding his hand/
with a spring of pure water for the thirsty in the desert land/
so stand keep walking tall, like that movie with the rock in it/
now grab ahold of hope and remember that he walks in it/
I need a glimpse of your glory/ slight view of your face/
one day of rest and a moment in grace/
A glimpse of your healing/ a sight of your love/
a minute of peace so this is to above/
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