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Letra : Bow Down
Yeah, here we go
Bizzle, Datin, Bumps
God over money
Err'body want to be a god
But can't nobody do, what God do
We willing to try any way, but the way of God
You whether play a god, 'til AK involved
And they sprayin' off, and you lay in the arms of your baby moms
Prayin' 'cuz it's hard to stay a god, when you facin' God
Say bruh, you gon' wake up in three days or nah
Any man can put on death, God can take it off (Yeah)
And what He did for him, He can do for you
But you gon' have to bow down, and acknowledge who is who
He the Father, you the child, baby, coochy coo
He's supreme, you are just dukie in a gucci suit (Whoo)
How many times you did what you never thought you would do? (Huh?)
Thoughts in your mind, that a ruin you, if we knew were true (Huh?)
Wе are all filthy, homie, and that's the crisis
Nonе of us are righteous, only the Lord Christ is (Jesus)
It is HIm, who gives life to the lifeless (Yeah)
You can't buy what's priceless, my advice is
Bow down
Father, forgive us, for we know not what we do
We try to reach the world, but they don't hear us
They don't see that we renewed (Uh-oh)
Bow Down
So, you think you're a god, huh?
So, tell me, what did you create?
Did you put the sun, stars, and the moon in place?
Did you form the earth, then create the human race?
Do they worship you, do billions turn to you in faith?
No, yeah I kind of figured that
'Cuz you're confined and limits that
Are not confined in Him in fact, He's outside the time
I don't know what goes on inside that mind of yours
But it's safe to a**ume that you were just blind with pride
Here's todays mathematics, boy, you ain't the lord
I read Genesis one, and your name ain't involved
How could you claim you God?
When you can't even wipe your behind right
You got doodoo stains, when you change your drawers
Newsflash, you're finite being
You grown, prolly still pullin' on your night light string
You're terrified of the dark, and when that fright, might scream
Hey, He's the light you cry for, you ain't like my King
His name's Jesus
Father, forgive us, for we know not what we do
We try to reach the world, but they don't hear us
They don't see that we renewed
Bow down
For those that never heard my name just once
Let's get this part up out the way, what's up, my name is Bumps
I serve a King, and if you want His place, okay good luck
You sleep, I'll wake you up and serve you like I made you lunch
Yeah, rapper's today basically faked the funk
Nothin' to say, hey, it's okay if it creates a buzz, just make it up
Let me say this for those who play too much
Ya'll need minute restrictions, and oh by the way, you suck (Haha)
It's not just skill that I take issue with, there's all the lyin'
The kids that listen in and if and when they thought to try it
But we are trackin' all the awful things that may have happened
A chain reaction, the result of things, you made attractive
It's no excuse, to tell the truth, homie, you ain't a savage
Because it sells, just be yourself, just look how great, B' rap is
And I don't mean to sound condescendin'
But yo, we not competin', if God's with me, the odds of beating's me low
Not that it's even close, but doubt that each these souls
Piranhas feeding ya, deep in your conscience, thinking you know
I'm not the one that you're in war with and that's more important
The one you fightin' is a t**an, and His sword's enormous
The day the Lord a**ured it on glory, man, you're an orbit
'Cuz to Him is sorta like what a basketball court's to Jordan
They go hand in hand more than Mormans, in Portland, Oregon
It'd be your misfortune for tryin' to award abortion
Or, you can give it to Him now, and live forever as a free man
Like Morgan, get it, wow
Father, forgive us, for we know not what we do
We try to reach the world, but they don't hear us
They don't see that we renewed
Bow down
Bizzle, Datin, Bumps
God over money
Err'body want to be a god
But can't nobody do, what God do
We willing to try any way, but the way of God
You whether play a god, 'til AK involved
And they sprayin' off, and you lay in the arms of your baby moms
Prayin' 'cuz it's hard to stay a god, when you facin' God
Say bruh, you gon' wake up in three days or nah
Any man can put on death, God can take it off (Yeah)
And what He did for him, He can do for you
But you gon' have to bow down, and acknowledge who is who
He the Father, you the child, baby, coochy coo
He's supreme, you are just dukie in a gucci suit (Whoo)
How many times you did what you never thought you would do? (Huh?)
Thoughts in your mind, that a ruin you, if we knew were true (Huh?)
Wе are all filthy, homie, and that's the crisis
Nonе of us are righteous, only the Lord Christ is (Jesus)
It is HIm, who gives life to the lifeless (Yeah)
You can't buy what's priceless, my advice is
Bow down
Father, forgive us, for we know not what we do
We try to reach the world, but they don't hear us
They don't see that we renewed (Uh-oh)
Bow Down
So, you think you're a god, huh?
So, tell me, what did you create?
Did you put the sun, stars, and the moon in place?
Did you form the earth, then create the human race?
Do they worship you, do billions turn to you in faith?
No, yeah I kind of figured that
'Cuz you're confined and limits that
Are not confined in Him in fact, He's outside the time
I don't know what goes on inside that mind of yours
But it's safe to a**ume that you were just blind with pride
Here's todays mathematics, boy, you ain't the lord
I read Genesis one, and your name ain't involved
How could you claim you God?
When you can't even wipe your behind right
You got doodoo stains, when you change your drawers
Newsflash, you're finite being
You grown, prolly still pullin' on your night light string
You're terrified of the dark, and when that fright, might scream
Hey, He's the light you cry for, you ain't like my King
His name's Jesus
Father, forgive us, for we know not what we do
We try to reach the world, but they don't hear us
They don't see that we renewed
Bow down
For those that never heard my name just once
Let's get this part up out the way, what's up, my name is Bumps
I serve a King, and if you want His place, okay good luck
You sleep, I'll wake you up and serve you like I made you lunch
Yeah, rapper's today basically faked the funk
Nothin' to say, hey, it's okay if it creates a buzz, just make it up
Let me say this for those who play too much
Ya'll need minute restrictions, and oh by the way, you suck (Haha)
It's not just skill that I take issue with, there's all the lyin'
The kids that listen in and if and when they thought to try it
But we are trackin' all the awful things that may have happened
A chain reaction, the result of things, you made attractive
It's no excuse, to tell the truth, homie, you ain't a savage
Because it sells, just be yourself, just look how great, B' rap is
And I don't mean to sound condescendin'
But yo, we not competin', if God's with me, the odds of beating's me low
Not that it's even close, but doubt that each these souls
Piranhas feeding ya, deep in your conscience, thinking you know
I'm not the one that you're in war with and that's more important
The one you fightin' is a t**an, and His sword's enormous
The day the Lord a**ured it on glory, man, you're an orbit
'Cuz to Him is sorta like what a basketball court's to Jordan
They go hand in hand more than Mormans, in Portland, Oregon
It'd be your misfortune for tryin' to award abortion
Or, you can give it to Him now, and live forever as a free man
Like Morgan, get it, wow
Father, forgive us, for we know not what we do
We try to reach the world, but they don't hear us
They don't see that we renewed
Bow down
