Jon Moreno - All The Glory

Heaven is right here with You
Heaven is right here with You
With You
With You
You
Heaven is right here with You
Heaven is right here with You
I'm in love with You
First off, praise to the Most High
No bondage, breaking up those ties
Paving and making a way with no co-sign
Praise Him and thank Him, I made it from both sides
Yo...
There's something about it
Been buried in dirt, I’m coming up out it
To the ones that have doubted, your judgment is clouded
You won’t catching me huffin' and puffin' about it
I’m back with another one
Attack then I pummel 'em
Yeah spazz then I humble 'em
The fact you can’t stomach 'em
I rap about struggle son
There’s still things to say
Been dealing with pain
They're feeling a way
Animosity concealed on their face
We ain’t here for all that, I’m just peeling away
(Peeling away)
There’s a void in my heart
I’m tripping maybe I’m going too far
Without going too dark
Just know He’d hold me apart
It ain’t a stroll in the park
Only had my grandfather until I was 7
I’m bettin there’s things that I could’ve prevented
That wisdom, that council that I never had
So I vent it all out from the pen to the pad
Mama grew up an orphan in PR, it was hard
Left her scarred, but she hustled to make it
I give you my life through the music, I do this
It’s foolish to think that it’s just entertainment
Grandpop wasn’t even Moreno 'til 18 it’s crazy
Maybe one day I’ll tell the story
But for now just know there’s a reason I’m breathing
I’m living and to God I give all the glory
I give Him the glory
I give Him the glory
Lord right now I just want to pray
I just want to pray for everybody listening
Everybody that's taking the time right now
There's a connection
And what they're about to listen to
I pray that
It resonates Lord, that it hits
In whatever
Way, shape or form You see fit
I just want to give You glory, God
Help me do that
(Yeah!)
I’ve been beaten, been trampled, this life got me caught up
Been through all sorts of things that you never thought of
But look at me now, product of the Father
The irony of the person who murders the martyr
(Call us apostles)
Far from imposters
Some love the clout, just give 'em the Oscar
Look what it cost us, this life can exhaust ya
Dog you rep Jesus man fix up your posture
Used to depend on the world’s validation
To be accepted so bad, I was just basing
My talent off your opinion
(What was I thinking?)
I’m tripping
I’m seeing clearer than Lasik
The energy wasted to please 'em I’m done
The devil thought he had won, he’s just a bum
C’mon he thought he defeated the Son
Been seasoned for the seasons to come
And with that being said
Lord I just want to call out
I just want to call out to You Lord
I just want to be able to give back
I pray and I hope
That if even one person
Resonates
Or somehow feel connected
To the message that You put in my heart
Then it's all worth it
I'm grateful
For an amazing God
I thank You Lord
Amen
C'mon ya'll
Let's get into it

Written by:
Jonathan Moreno

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