Bizzle - Holy Grail lyrics

[Verse 1: Bizzle] Yeshua, the Messiah is the only well Capable of giving living water unto those who dwell In darkness, and He said we can all sip but naw Just like Lucifer you want to sit on his throne as well How you figure you worthy to sip from his Holy Grail The only throne you worthy of sitting on is in hell He made you from dirt When you die, back in the dirt you dwell He created Earth, you ain't even create the words you sell Take it from me before you meet the Father Whether you Jay or Kanye, you're just a piece of clay tryna be the potter I'm not your judge, I just know that when you meet your honor It'll be too late for you to say or do a thing about it Jesus is worth more than anything that you can leave your daughters Money's cool but reachin dollars never equal peace inside ya How did you think it would feel when you reached a million The same way you think it'll feel when you reach a billion? But urgency, ya searched for peace, but nothing seems to fill it I just pray you don't jump from the building once you've reached the ceiling It's no coincidence that out of all of these religions Jesus Christ, the only one they ever seem to mention They be like, “Chill, it's just a market, a scheme for selling” Since when is it respected to be ready and willing to do anything to seek attention Your definition of real is based on you liking something So now us fakers only faking till your idol does it And you'll be like, “So what, he's rich and drives a Billy Coop He's a boss, he can do that, you just mad it isn't you Yeah, I know he wore a skirt, but in your rep that it's just cool You're just mad he has a lot of women and that he's pimpin too” Next week you be like, “So what, it's his business if he's kissing dudes” Switching tunes, cause you just as fake as who you listen to Oh yeah, now I'm judging huh? But when your favorite rapper say you ain't a man unless your chain is platinum then that ain't nothin huh? God over money boy, we don't come to work the plate Oh, you thought Christian rap was soft? You gon learn today You gon learn today Gemstones Preach! [Verse 2: Gemstones] Bizzle what's good? Bizzle what's good? Bizzle what's good? Bizzle what's good? I don't know why these rap cats keep playin with God They got life misunderstood And so I pray for them, I even fall on my face for them Hopin to God it ain't too late for them Cause there's a place for them, burning forever that awaits for them And whoever straddling the gate with them See I relate to them, cause I was also up in the race with them And I'mma way up in a lake with them, forever baked with them Cause I was eating in the plate with them Livin like I was living great with them Cause I had faith in them, to wake up livin everyday condemned Cause you know d**h is for the wage of sin I was afraid to grim, but cannot put me in the grave with men The wolves in hell never made it in, that disobey commands You know the ones that rather praise the beings That never run in to embrace his hand And until the lose a friend They cry fo a coupla days and then, they back to their old ways again Because they waverin, we disobey commands Stuck in the ways of sin, up in this crazy land How can you look up in the sky to even say you don't believe in God And none of it was made by Him Oh maybe that's why they find it cool to make a mockery of God I guess that's just the ways of men, and I give Him praise and dance Czuse then He guarantees that I'mma see tomorrow, knowin today can end He throwin shots at God, you say you see it as a rapper going hard I see it as a waste of pen, and then let the ba** begin Wanted to get in, but I laugh at God and fall I figured I should wait to dance And to my faith in hands, and like to wake the fans And I can lace some hands, destroy Satan's plans Or coordinatin a brand, or forsake the land So more snakes can stand, and false hate demands For Lord's sakin prayin, some more grace at hand Cause your ways and plans are no ways of man If we don't praise and dance, then you'll make the sands, Cause your grace expands to more states and lands Then tour dates and bands, it's called ba** and friends, I'm off raisin brand, I'll put your grace and then That's four shades of 10, I'm gon make the man Hahahahah Gemstones for life, God over money Bizzle what's good? You already know what it is Wooo