Rocky Road Pt. 2

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Caleb Gordon - Rap, Christian

Rocky Road Pt. 2

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[Verse 1: Caleb Gordon] The road get rocky again I'm back in this thing and I brought me a friend My sin, it thought it could win I throw up a prayer, it's gone with the wind, okay In the studio, locked in the gym Verses, they turn into hymns God got my back, I got bored at the rim God got my back, so I'm chillin' just like a massage I been beefin' with General Zod But I know that my general God Ain't no hook on this, chill and just nod Ain't no book on this, I had to grind But the book for the Lord and my mind Now the world, it get cold outside So I cook in my court inside It's a beat, we gon' eat, I'll slide In the booth we got forks and knives I'm in Eden, my Lord in the skies And He knew way before my design Way before I would fold over pride Take a picture, you'll see the disguise Ain't no fiction, the truth in the eyes Promise said that the land was mine, I had to go get it I saw me a giant, I had to go slay it Like David, Goliath, I had to replay 'em He set me new lines, I had to relay 'em Forgot all my—, I gotta resay 'em The Father of Time, the master remaker The Optimus Prime, the Alpha, Omega The Master of mine, the galaxy shaker The One up above, biggest Creator [Verse 2: Alano Adan] Bright light, flashin' Fresh out the tomb like I'm Lazarus Hop on the beat, now I'm spazzin' Got 'em in shock, like anaphylactic Ayy, they want a party, I'm crashin' When I pull up, my lil' shawty like, "That's him" Ayy, linked with the source, I'm tapped in A whole new world, Aladdin Rappers is Disney, clean 'em up swiftly Flow is on cocaine, flow is on Whitney I don't play no games, better come get me Used to bump Trip Lee, now that boy big league Vert is on what? Vert is on top floor Shout-out to TJ, shout-out to Wop, though Way I move weight, must be El Chapo I been in the gym and I'm tryna get flaco Might hit the O, pull up on CG I been to Eden, I been to Peach Tree I say my piece and I dish it like Petri Yeah, I'm from Florida, where you need AC When I say 'Hovah, I don't mean JAY-Z 'Hovah like Rapha, 'Hovah like Nissi 'Hovah like big God, ever since B.C.​ When the kid pray-pray, Devil get CC'd on

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Credits

Writers
  • Caleb Gordon
  • Alano Adan