Beautiful Eulogy - Control Issues lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo What's a king to a God? Nothing but a king A king that God put in that position just to reign And never should the king test the God from which it came Or the king gone need a prophet to come explain a dream You know the synopsis Exactly what I mean I pray the block is glockless Empty your gabardines You'll never become prosperous By way of savage thangs Preposterous you will not profit from wicked things Philosophers explain Only from what they've seen or studied But my degree is from the King of Kings, bloody I come from the home of the triple beams Sullied by the stories of ornery and crippled fiends Zombies off Wet, Zanex and a 5th of lean Crystal meth, or success from gettin out ya dreams Whatever drug ya choose It's at war with the truth Going back and forth trying to play God'll leave you confused Control issues [Hook] I fail every time I swear I'm in control What good is it to gain the world and lose your soul? [Verse 2] Yo I kept tryna be a general Supposed to be a soldier Ain't tryna be subliminal when I mention Jehovah I was about to be a criminal my clip was half loaded Then living water replaced my Hennessy and soda Holy Spirit told me He was takin over Change my focus Only thing I got to keep was my composure Had to relinquish the power Squeamish, fiendish and sour Went from those who snorted powder To bangin that David Crowder Oh how He love us He who hovers above us And control us but without the psychology of a hustler A hustler I thought I knew what I wanted in life But then I saw the light And couldn't stomach the price Holdin pistols Gamblin with my life, throwing dice Then by His grace I gained sight of my control issue [Hook] [Scratched Sample] Recognize the source, let His grace k** your pride