If I Could (Feat. Kharisma, Ehwhenkeem)

From blackness to black, C sharp to B flat I'm a walking relapse who wants his dreams back My path once static like pop and feedback A soul once breaking pop lock, and lean back But then I opened up my life and then I let Him enter it He looked into my heart, then He took it out and emptied it Carrying the promise made to Judah down to Benjamin Burying the past and made the future sing the requiem If Hip Hop is dying, I'm a nurse with a license Who stays by the bedside, administering vitamins Giving him the Vicodin checking on the vital signs Breaths in a minute, pulse, temperature in Fahrenheit I'm trading in my carousel suckers and my caramels For training with my rapier and crushing every parallel Enemy armada steady aiming with the glare of Hell I'll sneak aboard the harbor, set aflame to every caravel I rip darkness, and every single maledict And everything malicious while the mandible is dripping With a Spirit filled lyric Pattern like an algorithm Hungry for the Word catalyst of my metabolism Sin is in the air, lingering in secrecy Elevate your arms intercept the frequencies I fight systems, ripping through its circuitry And won't stop until the day I'm lifted to eternity Rich in the Lord, but I can't afford the failure And I am not an artist, I'm the canvas of the Painter Sin is my nature, my destiny is greater The devil tried to steal it but I snuck aboard the freighter A focus on the Lord more lovelier than sterling Supply you like the Overlord that hovers over Zergling Knowledge is the opium, overdose a learner Toke data with an opus that'll overload the server Ever since an embryo endocrine, estrogen Separate umbilicus, connecting with the breast and then Project into development every step of Erikson Complexity of Oedipus I'm stepping up the parenting Lesson for the adolescent learning with a lack of depth Electrical activity, adapting the synaptic cleft The point is, and Ecclesiastes said it best Without the love of Christ, homie all of life is meaningless If I could buy time, you bet I'll stall through it Yo Check, no half steppin, all in with God's music I Hold'em fake hearts, your bluffs I call through it I'm holding face cards Tough luck They're all suited And you could feel it burning in him Merging with the curvature the be securing nervous system Cervical, thoracic, lumbar, sacrum Purposeful, classic, work hard, patience Open up your heart, let Him fill the vena cava As the wave depolarize until it infiltrate the chambers and changes My heart failure's wailing for a Savior He brought me back to life with that baby in a manger Learning how to chase it with complete consideration That my every single labor is to Worship the Creator So I'mma stay spittin' with a sick configuration And a quickening like babies that be signaling for labor So this is my flavor beats, rhymes, and fader And I'mma keep trying, and each time is greater Let go of lust, you eyes who hold dearly It takes more than blindness to make you see clearly Sudden re appraisal of what used to be irrelevant Develops into Truth and is the basis of our presences I met destiny, and I put my hand in hers Walking down a staircase, and held onto the banister Grace is now available pauper down to chancellor So let the light shine now I modify the aperture And I tried to pay the wages of my vagrancy The bullets came blazing but He pushed em out the away for me And when the dust settled the only thing plain to see Was a bloody cross that was standing in the vacancy I was once blind, now the only thing plain to see Was a bloody cross that was standing in the vacancy So am I extraordinary