Bang
By Don Gramur
I ain’t no pretender
I know I was born a sinner,
By his spirit, I’m a winner,
Now the music gone bang (bang) x 4
Now the music gone bang, the music gone bang x 4
I keep my mind on the word, what you telling me?
I got everything I need, what you selling me?
Happy Hopeful Honest, Triple H, pedigree
I be coolin like the weather be, when under seventy
Keep my thoughts, heavenly, that’s where my treasure be
I let the LORD lead, Ion need no therapy
Seek the kingdom and his righteousness, that’s my recipe
Giving you the good news, that’s my specialty
I just kill beats, I ain’t got no felonies
And the sword of my mouth, that’s my weaponry
I got drive, but, I ain’t moving wrecklessly
I been feeling born againnn, baby welcome me
Yea the boy been sticking out, like a pregnancy
I won’t, ever give attention to no jealousy
I am, gifted from the Lord with these, melodies
I know, this was in the plan, it’s my destiny
I ain’t no pretender
I know I was born a sinner,
By his spirit, I’m a winner,
Now the music gone bang (bang) x 4
Now the music gone bang, the music gone bang x 4
Being the best rapper is subjective
That is not my objective
But it don’t mean these rhymes is not pressure
Spit it so mean, but kind with my gestures
My talent, you guys cannot measure…
I get this high from the Holy Ghost
This type of high you can’t overdose
But with his Grace it’s an overflow..
Who I once was, I let go
I’m not the one that you know
I’m not the one that you knew
I’m led by the spirit of truth…
Healthy, and this is my fruit
Child of the Judge, I’m appealing my youth
It’s peace if I throw up the deuce
I hold no grudges I’m healing my youth..
I move, in sync, with God’s plan
So thank you in advance, my God and my fans
I been, planting. This is my land
Seeded faith. The harvest is in
Thank the, Lord. For making the man
I am the man, I am the man
I ain’t no pretender
I know I was born a sinner,
By his spirit, I’m a winner,
Now the music gone bang (bang) x 4
Now the music gone bang, the music gone bang x 4
