Calling by Chris Sivells

Verse 1
Look at where we came from, and look at where we made it to. It gets scary tryna aim for the top when you know that there ain't a seat that's saved for you. But I'm still up on that ladder, I ain't flattered being an under dog. Especially when inside of my mind I don't really feel like I am even under yall. Oh nah. So I'm aiming for that cross and I got it on my backside. Saying that they different, blowing smoke up out that crack pipe. I insert in my veins, I'm in my vain. I'm in my lane, can't you see it. Can you shift the atmosphere or maybe gear it within reason. Check the block, I'm out the box, I'm bout to box with the cement. Just to get my point across that I don't rock with these demons. Ain't no secret, it's indecent, compromising for your blessings. You in hell, but I'm inhaling Heaven every single second, boy.

Hook
Angels all around, can you feel the wings. Calling of GOD all over your life, can you hear the ring. Angels all around, can you feel the wings. Ain't no time for playing when there is a generation that is waiting for you and me.

Verse2
This the fountain of life boy, get you a sip. Synonymous to that right guard, inside of that pit. Bringing light in that tunnel, they so befuddled. We tussle, coming up under the clutter that is inside our midst. You see the mist, you feel the winds. Play the fence of their offenses, we're offensive we admit. Yes we get it, cuz of the Truth that we spit. They resent us; HE sent us even though we're just sinners. Became prisoners GOD you see the sentence. Remember. That CHRIST laid the foundation. The Kingdom is Apostolic in nature. Keep an eye for the Ravens. We about to raid in. Jericho ain't got walls strong enough for this invasion. We embrace it, this is not about I, no need for lasik. Why we be lazy when the world moves. I ain't tryna do what the world do. I just understand that the world's shrewd. And I can't bring em to the new wine without a cork screw.

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Verse 3
I'm on my grind and my grizzy. Drop of a dime, and I'm tryna mine, discern the times. I can't miss it. Better chalk the line, but don't walk around it. No falling down, and if you hop around you, you might mess around and straight miss it. Better call a ride, or maybe call around, cuz this is ain't the time to dismiss it. Missiles launching, this is harmful, don't be disqualified in this window. If it closes I don't know just what we're getting ourselves into. Find your home up where HIS Throne is, in HIS Presence all your issues. Get devoured, in this hour. There is Power to get through.

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• Hip Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• House
• Rock
• pop
• underground
• Los Angeles