Song Description
Upbeat track. Hype.
Song Length |
3:14 |
Genre |
Rap - Hip Hop, Rap - General |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Stressed |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
God Told Me
Chorus: You can't hold me back, god told me that. God told me you can't hold me, back son, you wack son, listen to the epix on the track son.
Verse 1: So listen up cause I got something to say, yes listen very carefully cause I got something to say. I dropped the shiat today, the illest shiat to play, out your disk man, man. Let you understand man. My frustration ain't keeping me down in fact my frustration keeps my sound intact. And that?s a fact, the encyclopedia tells me, bullshiat and lies is what the media tells me. Cause society can't handle the truth. They feed us the bullshiat cause we can't handle the truth. And it's true, I speak the words like a profit for money and profit, you ain't getting me off it. You ain't holding me down, nobody?s holding me down I stomp illshiat and put your ear to the ground. Cause epix, he?s coming up coming over the hill. A mercenary solder itching to kill.
-Chorus-
Bridge: you can't, can't hold me. And you can't control me. God show me, god told me, this is epix the one and only.
verse 2: You say im only this, you say im only that, well god told me this and god told me that. And god told me, to be one of a kind open your heart and open your mind. So I open my mind and I don't care if I fit in. open my mind on this track that im spitting. Open my heart and open my soul up. open my heart still hoping to hold up. Hoping to grow up strong and blessed full. Hoping to live life long and successfull. Hoping to god that im doing it right, right? Hoping and praying god you with me tonight, right? Cause I know cats be scheming and plotting, full of jealousy they be scheming and rotting. Full of nothing but a bunch of weak as shiat, nothing to say and nothing to spit.
-Chorus-
Verse 3: And some of you might hate my name, talk shiat behind my back just to hate my name. Talk shiat in vein, talk shiat in the game. Talk shiat for fame, all talking shiat the same. And it's a bunch of bullshiat, shiat I won't spit. A bunch of bullshiat, no I won't quit. Cause I'm back son, you wack son. listen to the epix on the track son.