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Misconceptions 3 (feat. John Givez, JGivens & Jackie Hill Perry)

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Lecrae

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

John Givez

Songwriter

JGivens

Songwriter

Jackie Hill Perry

Jackie Hill Perry

Songwriter

Larry Griffin, Jr.

Larry Griffin, Jr.

Composer

Stuart Lowery

Songwriter

Universal - Polygram International Publishing

Universal - Polygram International Publishing

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Larry Griffin, Jr.

Larry Griffin, Jr.

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Fictitious foolies got me on a sick one

I'm still from the side ready to die for the mission

Or meditate it, then I levitated, elevated, celebrated

You should celebrate it, this is that embedded greatness

(Good, good God)

[Verse 2]

I'm a mad man, mathematics statics, stealin' the stars

I'm a bad man, bask in the battle

I'm a battered mad hatter with the earth on a platter

Meek and mild till I get freakin' wild

It's a misconception messin' with your intellect

I reckon it'll be neck and neck

Before I let the deck eject the message

This is not a warning, this is what you wanted on the table

Pray, let 'em know the lil homies willin' and able

Just give

[Verse 3]

Yo, Vegas get active

Flippin' your city like gentrification all in the ghetto

Upon a dirty mattress

Word to that sister actress, Nevada gets it crackin'

It's hot and Jay got a jacket

We'll peddle back if you askin' if you love's a long practice

Full metal jacket dually known as a banana clip when rappin'

That's a loaded magazine of ammunition

Plan out snippets so these magazines don't go bananas

Over loaded clips or flows floatin'

Only showin' sinkin' ships tend percent of why he's frozen

Let it go, it's hotter than sprinters in Arizona

Juxtapose 'em to a snowman in Nova Scotia

It's rap's Christopher Nolan

Picture me rollin', pistol emoji

[Verse 4]

This a misconception, triple threat

Did givens flex?

Still a Christian, yup

Don't need acknowledgment, just respect the conglomerate

Double tap it and follow it

They shocked to see us, like Donald Trump up in a taqueria

Watchin' Evita, cryin' over Argentina

Or Maria dominatin' Serena

I'm tryna find a big homie for slim Jesus

Thesis of new hope, more hardcore than Star Wars

Part four rated R or Rosa Parks soar

Feet kicked off the bus exitin' starboard

Light saves like a time change

Hands up and down like a sine wave

Gospel be the humble, don't sleep the beast is a mind frame

[Verse 5]

They told me to rap was stacked

Is it tracks, is it facts?

It is trap, is it rats?

When metaphors, you ready for the medics stored inside it

Is is similes or violence?

Is it sympathy or similar?

The sinner's Lord inside 'em

[Verse 6]

The problem ain't wordplay

I get schizophrenic with sittin' straight, jackin' the beat

Blood all on it, hashtag a Dracula scheme

Trick or treat, it ain't magic

I'ma vanish when I pass to the team

[Verse 7]

32 half that, grab a 16

And let us shoot Betty Boop with the black top

I'm a mascot for the dreaded truth

Locks all in my head, ain't no chain that I hang from

But he hang from where I came from, that's death

Guess what, I ain't done I'm rappin'

Beneath it is Jesus reachin' for actors

Livin' halle, add the 'lujah with the asterisk

Correction, then bury the body under the mattress

Livin' my dream while you sleepin in different caskets

[Verse 8]

Look, I was created to make a statement

A sentence sent us to earth on this mission

Tryna make a way for my siblings

Brothers and sisters who drinkin'

Out of them cisterns with cracks in 'em

Listen but lack hearin'

Who lookin' but lack vision

Initially made in the Lord's image, dynamic

Nothing lackin', magic couldn't make it happen

Look at us, you hear us rappin'

[Verse 9]

That ain't complainin' but how can they be mad at all

King dream the dream, but we sing that'll make us all

Change the channel, we channel all of this energy

Pretend to be savage as we ravage out so called enemies

That look like us, but it look like us ain't gon' make it

'Less we shake it, we can't look back much

[Verse 10]

Turned around to give a helping hang

I'm like, man, they gon' make it

Makin' bakin' soda, boilin' inside these pans

Now they wonderin', is it rap or is it Gospel?

Look al you need to know is I was dead, now I'm not though

Real recognize real, and if they don't love me like 'Pac

They better respect how I'm movin' and that I'm never gon' stop

I hit my pastor on the cell, I said I'm catchin' hell

Well, what you think they did to Jesus?

Only time will tell

[Verse 11]

Can't believe we rap about the faith and people like the sound

We out here workin' in these streets

You better ask around

Tell them other rappers, we don't want it, they can have the crown

They have to lay it down when you hear that trumpet sound

[Verse 12]

We know who got the keys to the kingdom

When the King come, crown Him

And you're kingdom

If His kingdom ain't about him

Yeah, say it with your chest, when the bishop is the king

And the knight, the queen get the rest

[Verse 13]

I'm on the only pawn that's on one

Back in '01 I was wishin' labels sign me

But now I own one

That ain't braggin', that's just motivation

Get your education, this industry overrated, Satan saturated

Folk be lyin' to your face, and sayin' that they glad you made it

Turn you back on and you can hear 'em hatin'

And in they converstain'

Oh, snake face with the same bait

And the same fate, fate, fate

That get your face ate, 0-8 bass

[Verse 14]

Nah, base like the base plate

How you runnin' home?

You ain't in that zone, they don't let it slide

You ain't safe

Wonder how the weak survive in this suicide

Do or die jungle

Let the Spirt lean like He want to

[Verse 15]

Yeah, Misconceptions 3

Come and mess with we, yeah

Givens, Givez, Jackie, 'Crae, we out

Written by: Jackie Hill Perry, Jeremiah Givens, John Givens, Larry Griffin, Jr., Lecrae, Stuart Lowery, Universal - Polygram International Publishing

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