Correction Lyrics 10 Toes by Lecrae

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Huh, step back, jump shot, woo, that my bread and butter (Let's go, ayy)
True fans, full stands, stayed down with the buzzer
Ten toes, ten toes, stay grounded, can't fold
Ten toes, ten toes, bounce back, hold up, wait
Step back, jump shot, woo, that's my bread and butter (Swish), ayy
True fans, full stands, stayed down with the buzzer (Wow)
Ten toes, ten toes, big shoes, new soles
Filled those, filled those, ten toes, ten toes

Love your neighbor unlеss it's Breonna Taylor
Aw, man, here wе go again, BLM got 'em pickin' favorites (Sheesh, woo)
I remember when they said these Christian rappers corny, shoot, I even thought it too (Hahaha)
Couple GRAMMYs, plenty plaques, and everybody wanna be a Christian rapper too (Wow)
Well, get to work, go to these prisons and spit a verse
Spend all your time tryna live the Word (Yeah)
Only for people to call you slurs
Nah, you don't want it
Used to pull up in the projects, knock on every door and tell the people, "Come outside"
A couple speakers and a mic, we was grillin' and rappin', watchin' people come alive
Never did it for the fame or money, you could tell when Christians started fallin' back
Ten toes down, even colorblind people still see the color black

Too Black for my white friends, too dark to be light-skinned
Got a couple people locked inside a prison, I ain't had no time to write them
They in the belly of the beast (Beast) or lyin' bloody in the streets (Streets)
Three-fifths of a man, shoot 'em where he stands, tell me when it cease (Bah-bow-bow)
Great-Grandma came from Africa
Kidnapped her, beat and trafficked her
Somehow we made it a hundred years later
Got her Master, kids, teachin' algebra (Wow)
And they wonder why I failed, man
Grade school just a failed plan
Church history ain't ever mentioned me, the brown, yellow or the red man (Hmm)
So ten toes, Earth is a mess, but He still rose (Yeah)
Long as the tomb is empty, I got hope-a-plenty
Ain't nobody can steal those (Yeah)
I know that Heaven got real foes
Me, I ain't worried, He kills those
I just stay close to the Shepherd, the Valley of Death gotta chew on these steel toes (Ugh)

Humanity is not hardwired to bear the crushing weight of deity
We're not equipped to be worshipped
But when you're well-known and you're worshipped
And you've got all kinds of people just...
Constantly, in their own way, I know not literally, bowing down before you
That's, that's not healthy for your soul

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