2Much - Regular Rap lyrics

I am a Christian I bow for prayer Yeah I am rappin' but I don't need to swear I am living for another life nothin down here His love is eternal, we can all share I live in Him so no need for fear So it don't matter what I wear Or if my polo tear If you ain't livin for em you'll spend eternity in a layer Only God can judge me You might need a lawyer Yolo! No no You know I know the Lord not Lord of the Rings like Frodo We live twice Don't roll the dice Sleeping around and getting money will not suffice It don't matter about your baggage Unpack your bags Life's not about money bags I am hungry for more Like Scooby and Shags I can't wait to be taken Like the anticipation of bacon Contemplatin' fate at heaven's gate Enlighten the night and Actions speak louder than words, but I can't hear ya I don't want a blunt to put it bluntly h*monym Resorting to snorting Like hom 'n 'em What did Jesus dream? Did He dream of me daydreaming fiending sinning the day away? He died for us and now we are saved Sometimes the truth don't rhyme Sometime my lines will get millions of views Prolly not in pews I ain't worried about them shoes Need Adidas? We a slave to sin But now He freed us 2 rings that's LeBron We nuts like pecans I am rare like filet mignon They like Tom, what chew been on I am just high on that Gody No I am not illuminati Keep people on their toes like ballerinas I don't need to be drinking on no Funky Cold Medinas I would rather pa** around jokes than blunts Are those needs or just wants I want to die But I know it's not my time Getting arrested? Give it a rest I am a-rested man I didn't think I could rap But I guess I can Chano's chaos And all the friends he lost I am not tryna go rogue and Laugh too much like Seth Rogan I got tres traces Father son holy spirit I really hope you hear it Like two peas in a pod That's me and God He grew on me Like Ivy I got no weed Check what I peed I have a chip on my shoulder In case I get hungry I just do it for His glory With society's bar so low I can walk over it The Biblical bar Has me jumpin' for it And yeah you should feel it It's called the Holy Spirit Forgive us for our sinful habits Forget closets we can fill full cabinets My rhymes are top shelf But you can't reach ‘em They don't know about God? Let me teach ‘em Pitter patter On a little latter A little later I am a little short on faders On my Christmas wish list Is to put Christ back in Xmas I can't get an A Probably around the D range I run around preaching like "He's a little deranged" I'm new to the game I'll take the blame I hope now you know His name