SHABBAT IN TOKYO

[Chorus: Bryson Gray]
They ask if I'm back, where I been?
I was talking scripture in Japan
They hate that I be keeping his commands
Shabbat in Tokyo, amen
People throwing dirt on my name
But me and these rappers ain't the same
I serve the son so I ain't worried 'bout the rain
I watched my sins disappear, no David Blaine

[Verse 1: Bryson Gray]
But everybody looking like it's magic
When you seek the kingdom it's all added
My girl modest but your girl so ratchet
My girl natural, why your girl so plastic?
It's a shame
What I do? Lift his name
Narrow road, different lane
I just hopped off the plane
Arigato, give him thanks
So rеpent, make a change
Cuz if not, to thе flames
They say Bryson why you keep the Torah?
Because we set apart, different order
You know hell is hot, hot like Florida
But this here that drip, holy water

[Chorus: Bryson Gray]
They ask if I'm back, where I been?
I was talking scripture in Japan
They hate that I be keeping his commands
Shabbat in Tokyo, amen
People throwing dirt on my name
But me and these rappers ain't the same
I serve the son so I ain't worried 'bout the rain
I watched my sins disappear, no David Blaine

[Verse 2: Bryson Gray]
They say it's done away with, what you mean?
Better read John 14:15
Better read Matthew 5:19
How you don't obey but yelling Christ is king?
I don't know what you 'bout
That's the path of destruction better get a new route
And you know gon' be hated when you let the truth out
Had so many switch up on me, had to start a new count aye
Can't have fellowship with darkness boy I'm in a different lane
Giving scripture to your favorite artist, I can't say their name
I hope I proved to God that I won't switch up for the fame
And still keep his sabbath holy in a new domain

[Chorus: Bryson Gray]
They ask if I'm back, where I been?
I was talking scripture in Japan
They hate that I be keeping his commands
Shabbat in Tokyo, amen
People throwing dirt on my name
But me and these rappers ain't the same
I serve the son so I ain't worried 'bout the rain
I watched my sins disappear, no David Blaine