Blessings, Christ Lord, I'm reppin' sir I present, as I represent,
from the repertoire, splurging with the repertoire
From dawn to dusk, it's a grind, mind, mentality like the stunt, grunt, grouch, but grace is
my voucher through obstacles, logical, logistics, linguistics

Lifeline lyrics to the next norms to conform, transform, textures of hard hearts
Making them fertile, pliable, and receptible once again, by the portfolio, Papa Doc
Who took stock in humanity sacrificed to resurrect his christ
Producing countless sons and daughters with eternal life access to his throne in the air

Yo one, Christ Lord, I give you praise
We click with it, we stick with it ridiculous, meticulous, repping' the repertoire
Come to far, repping' Jah da, Rapha repping' the word, the weapon, we kept in the repertoire
Yo check it, repertoire, inspired writings enlightening minds of the serious, curious

I rep the star up to par, come as far raise the bar of loyalty to royalty
Nifty-fifty under my belt, years in years been in service to my peers
And the presbytery, spiritually authorized to uncover lies, expose the skeleton
In closed doors, solely belonging to me part of the therapy on my road to recovery

Some struggles seem to be lifelong in my case but I'm still seeking his face
He's still displaying his grace still praying for better place
But in the meantime, I remain in his service with my sins confessed up to date
Kingdom building my resume with serving hood, serving spiritual gold nuggets
Deception-proof to the brotherhood bold knowledge, knowledge, perception of truth

We click with it, we stick with it ridiculous, meticulous, repping' the repertoire
Come to fall, repping' Jah da, Rapha repping' the word, the weapon, we kept in the repertoire
Yo one this is a pep talk, check your walk you're willy-nilly, nonchalant, confidant

Something's stuck in the funk what's weighing on your mind
Flush, no cap, you look tapped out you know my vibe, I'm gonna prescribe
Take this one to the head need to get spiritually fed
You been living off street crud white-knuckling, buckling down

Spruce loose, you're hold from the old, it's how your heart got cold
I'm breaking the ice, it's a hefty price If you don't unload guilt, you're built
Resurfacing, affecting all connected to you, spew, confess it, do address it

We click with it, we stick with it ridiculous, meticulous, repping' the repertoire
Come to fall, repping' Jah da, Rapha repping' the word, the weapon, we kept in the repertoire