justICE & ZTHEREUM - Lost Cause

Make 'em drop
Take it from the top
Imma spit the Gospel in three sixteenths like its John
Call me chicken either way I got a gun and its cocked
Do a doodle on my pad with my pen then its
Brap brap brap
Poppin writer's block off for the streets
Slaying demons imma feast on their meat
Till they stop putting innocent G's into hickory boxes
Gang Gang
But the gang didn't want you to succeed
Or give you the fathering you needed
Couldn't be bothered to plead
When the cops locked you for thieving
Talked large got you weaved in the plots seams
Then dropped you off the deep end
Made you top of the streets but didn't follow to the bottom
Where you sleep in a coffin but you do not have peace
Should be resting but your haunted by the red dreams
Of the blood shed from the kid that you offed on the op-block
You didn't know if he was affiliated
You just ate the pills pulled the trigger in the way the bigger boss taught
But was it really brave to take another life
At night you see his face
And think of all the pain and trauma that your shots caused
Now his mom's lost and you're enraged at the onslaught of bitter shame
Finna be a gangster with a soft heart
Man, it's hard to be a gangster with a soft heart

They called you a Lost Cause
Grew up in the backs of these cop cars
Wondering where your daddy's at
Trying to prove you're not scarred
You never thought that you were made for God
They called you a Lost Cause
Skipping every class like you not smart
Really you just wanna rap
Gunning for the top spot
You never thought you'd find your purpose at the cross
Lost cause lost cause

In the halls it was hard for us to talk
Had a target on my back
You was always taking shots
I could only see the shade
Man I never saw the clouds and the rain
That was casting death's shadow on your face from the start
The betrayal and the hurt is where the anger had be generated
Burned so many times you may as well have been incinerated
Instead of getting jaded I should've shone the love of God to dispel the hatred
We was eating all the meat that the Devil plated
He was keeping us from freedom
Got us beefing, robbing us of better bacon
Should've seen the scheme, hopped the Loss, that's an elevated/L evaded
Could've stopped hell in saying: Satan, I tasted your sauce
I'd rate it two stars
I ate your bars kid, why you getting irate
It's my time to switch the script and flip the lights off
Then apply sixth sense to win the fight in pitch dark
With hands tied behind back and eyes crossed
Cuz for direction and victory I rely on my God
Time stops and I dodge shots like Neo
Whenever I kneel to pray
Lifts me straight out the Matrix
Unstoppably vanquishes hate and fakeness
Downloaded and installed the template for greatness
Was a slave to sin but he freed my feet from the chains and shackles
So I'm dancing past these demons
Chopping them to pieces
With the Scriptures solely beaming out my hands
Like Anakin's light saber prior to his change-up
Luke to the sky - walking on the snake's head I see the Savior
Jesus came up out the grave and slayed Death's Star, named Morning
Clouds and pouring rain don't change
That he makes his dark sin-stained Princess Leia shame down
Washed white as snow by his scars
My soul is bright like a nova just don't start
With the doubts and accusations
Once lost but by his amazing grace now I'm way too found
I'm a new creation
My ears are stopped when you call me a lost cause

They called you a Lost Cause
Grew up in the backs of these cop cars
Wondering where your daddy's at
Trying to prove you're not scarred
You never thought that you were made for God
They called you a Lost Cause
Skipping every class like you not smart
Really you just wanna rap
Gunning for the top spot
You never thought you'd find your purpose at the cross
Lost cause

Written by:
Justice Hufnagel

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