Swallow Crow 歌词

歌曲	Swallow Crow
歌手	Lojique
专辑	Language Arts
下载	Image LRC TXT

	[Chorus]
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, well-done, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, well-done, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	[Verse 1: Page One]
	I keep watch lest I be enticed, represent Christ within this hip hop culture
	Been rhymin' over half of my lifetime without exposure
	Always relied on my ability
	As an emcee, but now I take pride in my humility?
	But how would I react in fact if you said you dug the track
	But fast-forwarded past my verse 'cause you thought it was wack
	Equating evaluating with hating
	Fading into obscurity, purity masquerading
	Now I'm left pondering why
	My helping and listening ear won't offset my wandering eye
	Damaging dialect, might well put in motion the butterfly effect, I connect
	My foot with my own open mouth, verbal contortionism
	Sought after more than wisdom is to be found acceptable
	Brighter or duller tones, we're multicolored stones
	Within the ephod, susceptible to this mentality, flawed
	Though it may be, men would be angels, angels would be God
	[Chorus]
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, well-done, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, well-done, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	[Verse 2: Nickels]
	Reach into the deepest fibers of my soul
	Pluck out the seeds of Sheol
	Pay my toll, I stole, killed and destroyed
	Right alongside the Sith Lord
	Burry your sword into my abdomen, I caused death
	From the edges of my tongue, clench my breath
	And squeeze, my life is a disease
	Take this guilt I have from me please
	Nothing left, will you love me tomorrow?
	Creation rotates around you, I am sorrow
	From the marrow of my bones I crawl
	To the throne room of the Most High
	I die, why should You revive me? I suck
	Every hair from Your beard You know that I plucked
	You stood from Your throne and You opened heavens door
	Where sin abounds, grace does abound much more
	[Chorus]
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, well-done, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, well-done, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	[Verse 3: Othello]
	'Tis far easier for a camel to enter the eye of a needle
	Than an emcee full of testosterone
	Filled to the brim with prideful egotistical supercharged
	Motivated conceit, this description once described me
	Beating my face against the concrete
	Ashamed and convicted for missing God's will like that of Sadducee
	Confine God to a box and throw rocks at thoughts and opinions
	To go against the grain of religion feeding on the holier then thou concept
	Nuclear bomb threats at allies dominion
	Here on earth all a part of God's kingdom
	Judge a tree by its fruit and what it produces
	It's only with Christ not involved that the music's vain and useless
	In the act of saving souls..huh so here I am swallowing crows
	Before the throne shamed faced and feeling along
	Hang my head and take a step back away from the microphone
	As it leaves its stand and hovers in front of my face I'm once again reminded of his grace
	And how patient he is, and how faithful he is
	And when I blatantly did the opposite of righteousness
	Now I confess Him as the greatest
	Thanks for second, third and fourth chances to bring the ruckus, Lord, it's mad appreciated
	[Chorus]
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, well-done, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, well-done, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond

	Chorus
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Verse 1: Page One
	I keep watch lest I be enticed, represent Christ within this hip hop culture
	Been rhymin' over half of my lifetime without exposure
	Always relied on my ability
	As an emcee, but now I take pride in my humility?
	But how would I react in fact if you said you dug the track
	But fastforwarded past my verse ' cause you thought it was wack
	Equating evaluating with hating
	Fading into obscurity, purity masquerading
	Now I' m left pondering why
	My helping and listening ear won' t offset my wandering eye
	Damaging dialect, might well put in motion the butterfly effect, I connect
	My foot with my own open mouth, verbal contortionism
	Sought after more than wisdom is to be found acceptable
	Brighter or duller tones, we' re multicolored stones
	Within the ephod, susceptible to this mentality, flawed
	Though it may be, men would be angels, angels would be God
	Chorus
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Verse 2: Nickels
	Reach into the deepest fibers of my soul
	Pluck out the seeds of Sheol
	Pay my toll, I stole, killed and destroyed
	Right alongside the Sith Lord
	Burry your sword into my abdomen, I caused death
	From the edges of my tongue, clench my breath
	And squeeze, my life is a disease
	Take this guilt I have from me please
	Nothing left, will you love me tomorrow?
	Creation rotates around you, I am sorrow
	From the marrow of my bones I crawl
	To the throne room of the Most High
	I die, why should You revive me? I suck
	Every hair from Your beard You know that I plucked
	You stood from Your throne and You opened heavens door
	Where sin abounds, grace does abound much more
	Chorus
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Verse 3: Othello
	' Tis far easier for a camel to enter the eye of a needle
	Than an emcee full of testosterone
	Filled to the brim with prideful egotistical supercharged
	Motivated conceit, this description once described me
	Beating my face against the concrete
	Ashamed and convicted for missing God' s will like that of Sadducee
	Confine God to a box and throw rocks at thoughts and opinions
	To go against the grain of religion feeding on the holier then thou concept
	Nuclear bomb threats at allies dominion
	Here on earth all a part of God' s kingdom
	Judge a tree by its fruit and what it produces
	It' s only with Christ not involved that the music' s vain and useless
	In the act of saving souls.. huh so here I am swallowing crows
	Before the throne shamed faced and feeling along
	Hang my head and take a step back away from the microphone
	As it leaves its stand and hovers in front of my face I' m once again reminded of his grace
	And how patient he is, and how faithful he is
	And when I blatantly did the opposite of righteousness
	Now I confess Him as the greatest
	Thanks for second, third and fourth chances to bring the ruckus, Lord, it' s mad appreciated
	Chorus
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond

	Chorus
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Verse 1: Page One
	I keep watch lest I be enticed, represent Christ within this hip hop culture
	Been rhymin' over half of my lifetime without exposure
	Always relied on my ability
	As an emcee, but now I take pride in my humility?
	But how would I react in fact if you said you dug the track
	But fastforwarded past my verse ' cause you thought it was wack
	Equating evaluating with hating
	Fading into obscurity, purity masquerading
	Now I' m left pondering why
	My helping and listening ear won' t offset my wandering eye
	Damaging dialect, might well put in motion the butterfly effect, I connect
	My foot with my own open mouth, verbal contortionism
	Sought after more than wisdom is to be found acceptable
	Brighter or duller tones, we' re multicolored stones
	Within the ephod, susceptible to this mentality, flawed
	Though it may be, men would be angels, angels would be God
	Chorus
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Verse 2: Nickels
	Reach into the deepest fibers of my soul
	Pluck out the seeds of Sheol
	Pay my toll, I stole, killed and destroyed
	Right alongside the Sith Lord
	Burry your sword into my abdomen, I caused death
	From the edges of my tongue, clench my breath
	And squeeze, my life is a disease
	Take this guilt I have from me please
	Nothing left, will you love me tomorrow?
	Creation rotates around you, I am sorrow
	From the marrow of my bones I crawl
	To the throne room of the Most High
	I die, why should You revive me? I suck
	Every hair from Your beard You know that I plucked
	You stood from Your throne and You opened heavens door
	Where sin abounds, grace does abound much more
	Chorus
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Verse 3: Othello
	' Tis far easier for a camel to enter the eye of a needle
	Than an emcee full of testosterone
	Filled to the brim with prideful egotistical supercharged
	Motivated conceit, this description once described me
	Beating my face against the concrete
	Ashamed and convicted for missing God' s will like that of Sadducee
	Confine God to a box and throw rocks at thoughts and opinions
	To go against the grain of religion feeding on the holier then thou concept
	Nuclear bomb threats at allies dominion
	Here on earth all a part of God' s kingdom
	Judge a tree by its fruit and what it produces
	It' s only with Christ not involved that the music' s vain and useless
	In the act of saving souls.. huh so here I am swallowing crows
	Before the throne shamed faced and feeling along
	Hang my head and take a step back away from the microphone
	As it leaves its stand and hovers in front of my face I' m once again reminded of his grace
	And how patient he is, and how faithful he is
	And when I blatantly did the opposite of righteousness
	Now I confess Him as the greatest
	Thanks for second, third and fourth chances to bring the ruckus, Lord, it' s mad appreciated
	Chorus
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond
	Pride comes before the fall
	So how do you like your crow, welldone, medium or raw
	Humble yourself, good call, prostrate, submit
	The meek will inherit the Kingdom of God, word bond

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