Rejects (feat. Christon Gray)

Lecrae

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    Listen
    I think they think they know me, I think they think they get it
    Some holy water, crucifix 'n mix it with some lyrics
    But this ain't that and that ain't rap, we're going in lock the front door if I ain't back
    They feelin you, Crae, it's cool, I respect it, but I won't be a slave to acceptance
    I got my co-sign from the master, so maranatha
    They like the flow, oh they go'n love the message
    (For real?)
    Nah, I'm sure that they'll reject it, but that's what they supposed to do
    Don't wanna see, they opposing views
    Say they married to the game but mayne they souls stay itchin'
    She never hit the spot, I guess that's why they call her misses
    My snap back fitted, the choir robe didn't
    And I don't play church, partna, this is what I'm living
    Hey Bun call from Texas, told me Crae, I get it,
    You are no impostor, you spit it how you live it
    Them inmates tellin me keep spittin 'n don't quit it
    Cause when that music play they ain't worried about the sentence
    25 to life boy the dead has risen, so tell Sing Sing, the king is coming back to get 'em.
    I'm so reckless with my message I don't care tho, call me a weirdo, but I'm an heirloom
    And if I say it, then I mean what I say, boy I live for the truth and I die for the way.
    And when that inspiration hit me I write it, while try to fight it
    If I'm thinking too hard, don't try it, they'll never buy it.
    And if they don't buy it, they don't buy it, okay, I get it.
    They won't inherit it well, so I'm giving them the business
    You are not your momma, your daddy, whatever happened
    You are not the product of all of yo life's misshappnins
    That is just a lie that you tell yourself when it's tragic
    But I believe in miracles, I don't believe in magic.
    Made in His image, most of y'all don't hear me
    Looking for identity in the things that you givin
    The gift, not the giver mayne it's cold in the winter
    When you face your life existence stop looking like you's a winner
    That S class Mercedes, Bugatti, yellow Bentley
    Won't fit up in my coffin when I die, can't take em with me.
    But still I let em tempt me, they show me what I'm worth
    But none of then can solve my problems or my hurt.
    Reject me

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    This is not the first time I'm far from just gettin my feet wet
    And this is won't be the last time I tell the world about your love and they tell me I'm a reject
    Yeah, they look at me like a reject
    Go and treat me like a reject
    Cause if it's how you treated my King, live with Christ
    Say all I wanna be is a reject

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