Blueberry

[Verse 1]
Up in the morning before the sun, I be on bended knees
Pray that I be a better me
Really I wanna go back to sleep
Like I'm under a tree in Gethsemane
But I'm way, way too woke now, what I see in front of me
Is a perfect sacrifice who had to bleed because of me
So I'm making bloody moves like I'm Cardi B, covered in it
When I touch the stage, leave it blood imprinted
Follow my tracks
I did the running man and said good riddance to my past
I'm tired of playing games, [?] just relax
Like you're on a boat and let me boast about the goodness of the God who made us different like the designer floats in Caribana
Different colors like black and white, a mix black and white like a panda, no Desiigner bro
Oh, forgetting is so sweet
Raising two hands but two hands ain't enough
I might need another me to praise He the Elohim
Who would seek an enemy, forgive complete and [?]

[Hook]
Gotta give thanks to my God on high, yeah yeah yeah
Making everything alright
Making everything alright, yeah yeah

[Verse 2: Stephen The Levite]
I wrote this because I needed to, a piece of me fiends to
Speak about all the deep truths, believe and I cling to
From the Greek and the Hebrew, I read it and see proof
That He's Genius and people who sleep on Him be fools
(they ain't woke) If I can see white supremacy
But not the lies of the enemy, the highest conspiracy
(take note) then I'm essentially blind, conditioned
To find bigotry signs division's beyond fixing
(for saved folks) the great commission ain't prevented
By racism, we change victims through grace and forgiveness
(proclaim hope) the Savior's risen and hate's forbidden
It taints your vision, makes you hypocrites, stains your witness
(creates smoke) He aims to split us, from fake religious
That claim they Christian, saints are different He makes it vivid
(through changed souls) His reign is in us, who make decisions
In faith and give 'em the grace for prison escape
(We Living)

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Orijin]
Alpha and Omega, the universe’s power source
Abba and protector, truly Lord I’m at a loss
Imagining the fact that we stabbed you in the back
But you patch us up like Lazarus and act on our behalf
Messiah crucified was the front page news
Until Satan caught a bad case of Sunday blues
'Cause Lord, you’re bigger than death, you’re bigger than doubt
Bigger than my bigoted thinkin' I got it all figured out
Bigger than religious discipline or any system I could fit you in
My little lens isn’t meant comprehend it all
What are letters and phonetics to the awesomeness of God?
Man, I bet if I attempt to find the rhetoric y’all
See my body in a coffin and my spirit in the sky
Long before my tongue could properly exhaustively describe
For now I’ll spare you the explanations and riddles
God loves you, his grace is amazing, it’s plain and simple

[Hook]