Everybody is looking for something. Since we all in the same boat anyway everybody’s looking for nothing. I heard that a just man falls only seven times, Well seven is the perfect number so I guess I’m looking for mine I’m looking for the perfect fall…
2x For what it’s worth no I’m not perfect at all and I still struggle with some thangs I’m just as human as ya’ll. The perfect fall And if I don’t do nothing Imma press toward the mark cause I’m so far from it.
Look I must have been saved like 23 times. What’s up with this battle that’s taking place in my mind? But before I get deep let me uncover the surface and share with you the history of Malachi, hit the rewind. You would think the son of a preacher it wouldn’t be hard for the Lord to stretch out His mighty arms and reach ya. Unbroken generational curses had me searching for an alternative to get out of the perfect will of Jesus I knew I was a leader, still I wanna follow, I was fighting back like Rocky and Apollo and if I mentioned every single time I turned my back on the Lord I would have to release a Non-Fiction Novel, full of sorrows, heart aches, and pain. I’m going insane stuffing Cocaine in my brain and wondering how many times could a just man fall from His grace and still wind up escaping the flames that awaits every soul never born again. It seems like every six months I chose to sin cause I was constantly screaming suppressing these demons and all the while my spirit man screaming for deliverance. If you can picture this then you can picture hell! Imma preach the Gospel and Imma do it well only time will tell if we gonna make it up to heaven cause the choice is really only up to you and yourself. And me and myself, well, if I don’t do nothing Imma press toward the mark cause I’m so far from it. That’s enough so my mind is made up now my lifestyle’s representing holiness. Another six months pass and I slipped out of His will. Condemnation is what the devil tried to throw at me next and I’m just like…
2x For what it’s worth no I’m not perfect at all and I still struggle with some thangs I’m just as human as ya’ll. The perfect fall And if I don’t do nothing Imma press toward the mark cause I’m so far from it.
First of all let me address this, no man is perfect. Cause if we were then what the Christ did on the cross it wasn’t worth it. Our soul was up for purchase, then redeemed by the Lamb slain. We walk on different levels blood, but in the same vein. Many are called, but I’m walking with the chosen few. Who could’ve made it secular, Christian is what we chose to do. Haterz critique what we speak in da booth. Yeah we got faults, but yet we still ambassadors of da truth. And while they runnin’ the track back lookin’ to catch the word play. We gone to see the children of God that surrender like third day. My eyes to the sky, I’m focused on my crown. I’m on the wall like Nehemiah and I ain’t never coming down… I’m gone.
2x For what it’s worth no I’m not perfect at all and I still struggle with some thangs I’m just as human as ya’ll. The perfect fall And if I don’t do nothing Imma press toward the mark cause I’m so far from it.
Ok.. I think I fell more than Niagara fall falls, sin got my number like it’s wrote on bathroom stall walls and saved it as a widget on his Evo. Adam handed me the apple now I gots to sprint away from evil. I keep on running faster yelling catch me if you can bruh. Ain’t nothing bout me ginger, but I still was bread a man. You know I’m striving Jesus, but this perfect man I can’t be. I think all of my short comings was sent to irritate me. So all the lust and the pride, yeah I’m praying on em. Can’t get my walk straight so my knees I’m staying on em. So what it’s worth no I’m not perfect at all and yeah I represent the Christ, but still as human as ya’ll! Everybody is looking for something. Since we all in the same boat anyway everybody’s looking for nothing. I heard that a just man falls only seven times, Well seven is the perfect number so I guess I’m looking for mine I’m looking for the perfect fall…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
