[Intro: Young Righteous]
Young!
[Verse 1: Young Righteous]
Steinbeck with a mic check, Kubrick with a dope chick
A penny saved is a penny earned, do the same apply to these hundreds?
Eyeing my survival, with a right hand on the Bible
Won't swear to God, I never cared for odds, my fate too great for a pack of cards
Return the pride of Zion, spit brimstone and fire
Damnation to a lot of fakers, these last days peep Revelations
Saint John on a lonely beach with a mean tan, seen a lot of angels
Seen a lot of demons, seen a lot of hell
Hopefully there's reparations, for a young sinner like me
For a young sinner like me...
See now I rap for the hell of it, cause Bank$y got the team, one
[Bridge: AJ Bank$y]
(Colossians 1:20-22 being recited in the background)
And I ain't even tryna preach to y'all but...
These the things that be on my mind, you know
Can I vent to y'all though?
This is just me
[Verse 2: AJ Bank$y]
Purposeful pa**ion, I'm fiendin' things everlasting
Why Father Time never loved me, I'm used to being a ba*tard
Don't say you love me and hurt me, swear you ride and desert me
I'm keepin' it introspective, my spirit can reimburse me
Ascending up from the gravel, learning to pick my battles
I'm yearning for something different and disregarding my status
Oh Lord... Because jealousy's a sin
And I been envious forever, think it's time I should repent
Wasted hours on my conscience I won't ever get 'em back
Wasted nights and early mornings, had the nerve to take a nap
Wasted moments on the Net and then I pray to pa** a test
Failed so many times before but even now I know I'm blessed
Holy Jesus, holy holy like it's Mensa at his best
Put the Burb up on my shoulders now I'm bending from the stress
Cause I know that we could make it, but my grades be looking shoddy
Should I study every night or pick a beat and catch a body
Brother tells me to focus, my balance intoxicated
Music is all I have, the rest of me feelin' jaded
Still doing it for the fans, Jhaé tells me that I'm her favorite... I know
And from the ashes know a flower could grow
I'm growing daily, a marathon what we racing
Them sprinters is getting tired, I'm starving patiently waitin'
Posses the heart of a lion, no lying, I wouldn't fake it
Throne be looking so vacant, a sin if I didn't take it
Amen
[Verse 3: Young Righteous & AJ Bank$y]
[Young Righteous]
Uhh, I'm Pericles to these rappers, y'all orators lack pa**ion
No impediment but these weighted words treat Palm Bay like Athens
No democracy, pay homage, y'all wordplay straight garbage
My metaphors like Michael Kors, I'm even liked by yo momma, ha
[AJ Bank$y]
My odyssey sparked non-belief but I made it home to my safe zone
Peace, love and some solitude, that politicin' bring gravestones
All we had was a mustard seed so I planted that and my faith grown
Found refuge in these parables, the only way that I stayed strong
[Young Righteous]
Y'all dislike our rhetoric cause y'all ain't hip like Taylor Swift
But I digress just to address this ignorance that still persists
Are my adverbs so adverse, am I less dope cause I don't curse?
Giving y'all that blunt truth, better smoke that 'til y'all lungs hurt
[AJ Bank$y]
Take a deep breath 'til my lungs work, inhale then exhale
Then write lines 'til my thumbs hurt, spit flame 'til my tongue burnt
I meant spit rhymes like a gun burst, played roulette with my worst sins
Shed tears all on them church steps to the background of my first hymns
Guess that road keep getting smaller they say only few gon' find it
The mountain getting steeper doesn't mean that I won't climb it
I told y'all this was different, now this serves as a reminder
Everybody need redemption