justSean - Blueprint

I'm seein clues printed in blue
For a secret passage in the schematics
Iono which tunnel to choose
Snakes in the left
Backstabbers in right
Either way I see the end in sight
These the last days let us pray
These the last days let us pray

Dear Heavenly Father
I appreciate the scars bruh
Cause everytime I dodged death I got stronger
Couldn't think about waitin or restin
When I had the weight on my chest and
It felt that my heart was neglected
Now it feel like I got a rope for a necklace
And I'm tryna catch my breath while I'm runnin at Godspeed
But I couldn't hang w/ Him
It was gettin dangerous but I gotta know truth
Bout why ya'll sprayin fumes in the sky
Or why we been lied to since the beginning of time
Given language to speak of the devil
W/ sin in our senstenses 
My bad I gotta ask
Who we really prayin to?
I'd be the greatest sleuth if I had the answer
Goin crazy tryna fill in God's Mad Lib
Voices in my head keep callin me as if
I'ma respond static on my brainwave
3rd eye on do no disturb
The gifted won't deliver messages to the cursed
Even if it's Heaven sent the hymnals wouldn't make it to the church
Our temples are to ruined
To foolish to walk in faith
So on Judgement Day you'll plead the 5th
Focus my attention on sinking or swimming
Regretful that my bucket list wasn't filled w/
Aquatic activities to prepare me for what's really goin on
Man what's really goin on

I'm seein clues printed in blue
For a secret passage in the schematics
Iono which tunnel to choose
Snakes in the left
Backstabbers in right
Either way I see the end in sight
These the last days let us pray
These the last days let us pray

Trapped in Babylon's escape room
Bein chased by gloom
Whom do I pray to
To stop them from preying on me & my people
All I wanna do is find a way to make it thru
All we wanna do is make it thru

I've risen from the shit that make a nigga flip & be cold
It's funny how the fakest tellin me follow the G code
When it's intertwined w/ my mind & my scarred soul 
Ashes represent my past cause the evil was attached to
Burning the village that my realest ancestors had
Digging & searching thru my mind tryna find the last
Constant pain choice reality we'll always bash
Wakin up in the night thinkin like
"Will I last?"
It's hard to believe when the world says
The men are seen bare w/ me
I'm so slow my reflection showin clarity
I'm on the run from the shadows not the police
Grinding hard, pacing, does the devil know me?
They say anger is the thing that make you steer from the light
But ever since I whooped some ass niggas didn't wanna fight
In my eyes, that is peace
Walkin outside not worryin about busters in the street
That's my move
My blueprint says I'ma get thru
It's kinda hard tryna find somethin new
Will I make it or will I make the news 
I'm tryna find my moves
My blueprint says I'ma get thru
It's kinda hard tryna find somethin new
Will I make it or will I make the news

Written by:
Raymere Byrd, Sean Turner

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