Verse
I ain't a fan of your discourse
I speak love poems
While I got Young heat on the switchboard
You confuse they handouts for heaven
While behind their back
They clutching a pitchfork
I write all my raps in caps
Lately it’s been feeling like black is back
Any man laugh at that
He'll get hit with a spinning roundhouse shaq attack
Dance on his head to some Rascal Flatts
Yelling out black power
While black powder in the barrel of what's tucked in the cops apparel
God his momma singing out
Saying that His eye is on the sparrow
It’s the kid with the crooked smile
But the path is straight and narrow
Yeah I know it gets hard
Who ever said life was fair though
Chorus
Feeling like I'm on Shaky Ground
No believers want to take me down
And they praying that I'm fallin
Never at odds with my God I just call him [2x]
Verse
I should tag this song James Gardin Featuring Me
Who else you know speak with his feet
While preaching bout peace
If there's another that's my sister
Or my brother my fathers and my mothers
I pray daily for all of those who hate
I don't even stress 'em
I just hope the Lord bless em
Maybe I can be an example maybe
Or maybe they can go and try to trace me
Good God I'm feeling Swayze
But love won’t ever let me be lazy
I’m working hard yeah this is hard work
But seeing my people starve is making my heart hurt
And we ain't even won yet
Trust me we ain’t even done yet
And I know it makes you upset
But trust me I ain't given up yet
Chorus
Feeling like I'm on Shaky Ground
No believers want to take me down
And they praying that I'm fallin
Never at odds with my God I just call him [2x]