Testo Glitchy

Hallelujah
Hard to stay focused when all you feel is pain
Broken, hoping you come across folks who feel the same
Tear drops falling off my face onto my chain
A little light gold reminding me from whence I came
The land of Goshen, passed over, wanting to be seen
I, like David, can tiptoe and slice the throat of kings
Prefer to let them fall on swords, the Lord will take revenge Hallelujah, Yeshua, the Lamb of God, brutally slain
I remember finding dope and stuffing it in my jeans
And flushing it simply out of compassion for the fiends
In covenant with the most non-narcissistic Messiah
Definite article, authentic, none higher
Hope you catch these non-hits like umpires
Take a topic like this on a rocket-like ship
Drop it in the abyss, that a tongue-tier
All I have to give is what's been given to me
This my whole life, this is more than some religion to me
If I was a Chevy, this'd be something like the engine for me
On a crash course with pale horse, but no collision for me (thank God)
The heartbeat of the hard streets is off-beat
Pull the heartstrings of the fiends that's singing off-key
And if we living just enough for the city Living for weed, women, crumpled-up 50s, that's glitchy
G-O-V pushing needles on people, now that's fishy
You touch God's anointed, you get touched, so don't frisk me
(That's glitchy)
If the struggle get too hard for you to bear (glitchy)
Tell me what you putting in the air, prayer
If life pita pressure make you curse and swear (glitchy)
Tell me what you putting in the air, prayer
He'll never leave, however, if you feel despair (glitchy)
Tell me what you putting in the air, prayer
The last days and the sheep don't even care (glitchy)
Tell me what you putting in the air, prayer