Aasha Marie - Dapper

Jus Cuz on the track
We're taking it back to the 70s
You know, real hip, real cool
Ya dig

Uh, I wanted to be fly, a plain jane
In need of new wardrobe, trying hard to maintain
The same lane as Bruce Wayne
Keepin' the wealth up in the same vein inherited from Mrs. Kane
But my mama sin, merited some vicious game
'Cause in parentage, one's interest waned
In the supply that could lift that reign
Of the brokenness that dismissed change of spiritual poverty Insistent shame Ballin
'Cause I thought that in Balmain or Armani Exchange
I claimed perfection in what I was dressed in much foul deception
Till the King, taught me a lesson
All are welcome but all of you ain't welcome
Leave the threads that leave you dead
Starve your deeds and you'll be fed
Enjoy your spread of livin' bread
But my apparel would leave me in peril
Misled out of sight, I was covered in my own clutter
Instead of taking on from another
Robe of righteousness, hand-me-downs from big brother
Got a crown laid up for me, I won't shudder
In the presence of the King when I go to supper
Make a toast, hear the ping, gotta bring others
To indulge and we'll sing in that great number
Hallelujah, I'm redeemed in them white colors

Can you dig it? can you dig it
Don't look at me, look at my master
I'm lookin' dapper, you should see my before and after
Can you dig it? can you dig it
Don't look at me, look at my master
I'm lookin' dapper, you should see my before and after

Clothes make thee man when their made by the man's hand
I'm made from man but I make men see God's plan
Christ can do away with a duppy, a drake
He don't play draggin' dragons away
My new digs bring the grave danger
If I don't hang em' up and leave them on that great hanger
Who took a vertical beatin', hung his cervical, pleasin' to God, whose merciful
Keepin', kept us from terminal heating, check my liturgical
Meanin' packin' the verbally, infinite wisdom, emergency
Insolent symptoms so purposefully clinging to God who's worthy
Of being the great designer we're seekin' on the
Throne I am speakin' 'bout the God who is needin' to see the
Lamb's blood smudged over your fashion
There's no outlastin' the judge
Whose steadfastness has been established
His passion givin' grace to the humble, asking
Stretches beyond elastic, so please don't pass it

Can you dig it? can you dig it
Don't look at me, look at my master
I'm lookin' dapper, you should see my before and after
Can you dig it? can you dig it
Don't look at me, look at my master
I'm lookin' dapper, you should see my before and after

Written by:
Aasha Francis

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