Ali the MC - Genesis lyrics

[Produced by Llesnar Sagrav] [Intro] (2x) My Jesus My savior Lord there is none like you All of my days I want to praise The wonders of your mightiness [Verse] Sometimes I wonder why I stop praising the Lord in the morning And the Psalm 23 is why I'm waking up yawning But the Lord's still my shepherd Meaning we all are sheep And ain't no soul counting on me before they close their eyes and sleep Sheesh I forget about it after I'm downing that Blue Dream Never ending smile once TC hits my bloodstream My folks claim I've changed On some penny, nickel, dime sh** I'm spending pennies on every dime I'm tryna penetrate thighs Tell 'em to lie down And to rate at the lies I 'crease As I croon every Saturdays, Sundays Hearing the Pastor preach The reason why I came is to ask the Lord for forgiveness For satisfying my "sinsation" Well females have never contemplated anything of the swindle Til that one girl maybe want it - introduce ceramics to pistols Played some soothing instrumentals Started using my mental Thought, "They barely aim for art dudes I guess I'mma let go." If there was a word for fina**al rest though There was a word for fina**al rest though Love ain't really for art dudes I guess I'mma let go There was a word for finical rest though And as far as me using the ganjur It had nothing to do with me Going along with the rosters Cuz I stood far from perfect Like God damn I ain't worth sh** As clean as my IV maybe One with the Earth and I figure situations No point in complaining But usually I just face it Head down Almost faceless Made attempts to be adjacent to the popular b**hes From grade 6 to 8 Now I'm smoking on that grade A Need a large faith from the holy book Now I stay writing hooks Am I wrong? I used to think about stripping girls out of they thongs Well f** it, sh** changes And lately I've been contemplating my transformation Like am I correct? Used to be like "f** the world" As if a brother erect Playing broads without a cause Is just a sense of defense We're all gonna go to church But in fear of being rejected We need place in the world That guarantees your protection Attending Sunday service You find yourself alienated You must reside back in your basement Ponder on situations Sitting back These b**hes are ungracious