Song Lyrics

"ChinChillian"

by Shep the Shepherd
Album: Trapper Keeper

Now that Quorban dropped.
They all know I'm a Christian,
but they sense that I'm different.
l'm the Black sheep that be the difference.
My heart does what it what's to.
It might be broken,
but so am I.
It's still beautiful.
like the flower of a thistle.
Tho thorns try choke it,
maybe its just protecting,
the pain that wants to be noticed.
They said I should chill mo.
So now I'm in chill mode.
I can be cold as ice, call me frozen.
Y'all in a panic.
AF told me,
keep my writing organic.
So I hopped in a plane and I ain't ever landing.
It's not whatcha think tho.
That lost its appeal when it became le-gal.
Got a new friend, Timmy Cl*.
*over here we making sounds for the people.
Hurt by the same ones I would sit by.
Not much new under the Son.
New Church same stink eye.
But we can't we brand new when we're under the blood.
So why some believers look at me like I'm crip'n in their hood?
I stay an addict to the beat.
Imma make y'all headphones an addict to me.
Follow me like a feene,
so I can lead ya to Jesus.
And you can find rest like,
a womb is to a fetus.
I stay at his feet... B-cuz,
I'm nobody without him
Wanna go to heaven?
There's no way around him.
Hollywood’s fake,
they say there's no God.
Im so tired of it.
Or they speak, of it like it's a mirage.
Mainstream rappers I’m nodding off.

Like the disciples before Jesus' crucifixion.
You’re still not understanding,
they physically nailed his feet’s n’ hands'n.
Up on the cross, a literal hang man, an
you won't acknowledge.
But its it's cool to floss him,
on a chain you and your man'z an.
Your not hearing what I’m saying.
You’d rather stay enslaved in,
your matrix of reality.
He didn’t hate man.
He was the epitome,
of loves perfection.
World gets divided on his complexion.
God is more complex than race is.
deeper than pigment in the face is
You might even say God is faceless.
He searches the heart,
if you still have one.
Like you search my art,
ly-ri-cal cassim.
But you riding with satan,
driving by kidz, trying gat em.
You know what this is,
souls are stacking.
Liberals concerned with trump and fracking.
When theres an epidemic of human trafficking.
I don't care what your sex is.
But to be honest, I feel the fight to divide is completely sensless.
Sin is sin, and I’m just as guilty.
But I ain’t flaunting, cuz I feel guilty.
Prayer timeout, when I've feel naughty,
by the nature you O-P-Posite.
Gangsta rap looking like opie to me,
smell like old fish.
Maybe its rap opium that led them to believe.
When I grow up only option is G.
I'll be rich, have all that I need.
Thats a little bit closer to fantasy.
Everyone glorifies Poison that grows on I-V.
You'd unlock worship for the anti,
if he could sport some retro N-I- ke's.
You don’t like me, I speak the truth.
I don't like me, except in the booth.
So lets call whats fake true.
Go ahead and try to put me on mu*,

I'm *sic-k, and y’all just
don’t get it.
When I tell em, its not about me.
Ya'll about me, only so I can redirect to he.
Who is he.. you ask?
Pause for a minute to remove my mask.
Let me introduce
you to the man that died on wood shaped in a lower case t.
More than bling, Jesus is the infamous King of Kings.
Took sin from us,
you say don’t knead him.
Level headed, but after the rapture well see whos leven... flatline.
So keep your Ye*... look to the *east.
Cuz what your missing, you wont rise.
After the trumpet sounds no dry eyes,
family n friends gone, you left behind.
But he loves you enough to give you one last try....
So look for those two witnesses.
That might just be your last time,
before death is removed.
7 seals poured out on the rest of you,
I'm speak'n blessings on you.
Turn from sin, follow him ,
you heard the knock, now let him in.
This is Shep the shepherd... what up?
Lord Jesus be with those listening..
please let 'em hear you. Just listen to the reason he created us..
I know he just wants to
know each and everyone of us.


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