Walk Like a God

[Verse 1: Murs] Our Father, how great thou art Your divine spirits helped create my art My biological was not around Last name 3:16, an underground King of King, Lord of Lord, my only savior Hip-hop saved my life, I'm highly favored God bless the B-boys DJ's and the writers, shout out to Trouble T-Roy Pete Rock-in' all the prophet Use the music like Moses to move, you can't stop it It's God music, you can't deny it My hand grab the mic, and man, I sanctify it You can't deny the divinity Make you feel the power of life in your vicinity Changed my life, I know that it changed yours He gave us heaven but the streets is what you aim for Need to use that flick of the wrist to aim higher Spit to keep it lit, but keep us burning in the same fire That's eternal like the shame is Praise to the creator, whatever you say his name is [Verse 2: Rapsody] More spiritual than religious, I pray God forgive us Try to live life the best I can, but know I'm still a sinner Ask my Auntie Del advice about this fellowship-ment I ain't baptized and I grew up a Jehovah's Witness In my heart, I don't believe he'll shun you for different religions If a heart good and we try to follow his wishes Whether you're Muslim, Baptist, Mormon, whatever the difference A lot of good people decipher the Bible quite different Who's to say who right or wrong? Believing's prolific Commandments the only thing that we probably agree with I knew it's wrong to kill a life, one occasion that Jesus Died for our sins, and I know atheists still don't believe it I still pray, regardless of that fact, you're good people And 'cause you don't believe in God, you still don't mess with evil I pray every day, ask forgiveness for myself and others And for good health for myself and family, I love you I pray for ones I don't know yet and I'll never meet I pray my heart's kind in my actions and my speech I pray for patience, to listen way more than I speak And pray for love, forgive me, God, I know it's wrong, I'm weak And lastly, I pray for lives that you didn't choose to keep We all ain't perfect, but we trying, at the very least Every saint got a past and every sinner got a future And I can't judge nobody, I'm just passing thoughts to you [Verse 3: Propaganda] Listen I ain't never walked on water, I'm not at all a know-it-all Just know enough to know that knowin' Allah don't keep you on There's things I can't explain like death and pain, and Why suffering and rain seem to be the greatest teacher And it seem to sneak up on you, eyes get swole up Explosive as Hiroshima, hoping your focus hold up And that logic get faulty Cold boulder stone for more shoulders, salty And the stuff we can't touch seem to be much more real, like How we all connected and sing along to love songs I believe these are Elohim's fingerprints The sky above you is screaming, "I love you" There were times I felt hip-hop was God's gift just for me Can't verify it, but sure can't deny it Colors and textures, I see beauty in scars I have shaped my existence on his persistence Knowable, relatable, God, our Father Not a judgmental tyrant writing guilty on our eyelids Scribbling eternity on black hearts of ours While ancient Mayan astronomers could map the stars Homie, I don't claim to have the answers to your pain I believe the Son of Man was slain to say we the same That third day raising, whether or not y'all praise him I just give you these songs to say you're loved and belong Our Father