| Song | Feisen Blue Yowd |
| Artist | Lojique |
| Album | Language Arts |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Verse 1: Page One] | |
| Sometimes I feel like I got too many separate trains of thought for one track, pray for inspiration | |
| To come back, and pinpoint the destination | |
| Like a thumbtack, representin the nation | |
| I can't come wack, it's too many cats already done that | |
| I'm just one cat, with a vision, stressin to earn | |
| A livin, with every decision is a lesson to learn | |
| And if I'm wise, I absorb it, send my pride into orbit | |
| Don't wanna be like some, when it comes time to choose sides, then they forfeit | |
| The game, been in it a minute now, one thing I know is | |
| It don't matter how dope your style or how complex your flow is | |
| If you're counterfeit they'll see right through you | |
| Try to deceive the Most High, and He'll be like, "Depart from Me, I never knew you" | |
| Lost my balance walkin the fence with my wrists in handcuffs | |
| Praise Him, now I can stand up, head and shoulders above the rest | |
| Without the dandruff, rebuke the spirit of lust | |
| Cast out Incubus and Succubus in the mighty name of Jesus | |
| This is neither blind devotion, nor shameless self-promotion | |
| But mere acknowledgement of the notion that I've been chosen | |
| More than a hobbyist | |
| It should be obvious, but you haven't the freaking foggiest | |
| Why I'm a lobbyist for this cause | |
| Received my sight when I was blind, He found me and picked me up when I was lost | |
| That's unforgettable like Natalie Cole | |
| That's why unseen evil forces that try to battle me fall, that'll be all | |
| [Chorus] | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you're a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There's something only you can do that has to be done | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you're a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There's something only you can do that has to be done | |
| [Verse 2: Othello] | |
| Speaking words that are true, funny how conversation loses value | |
| The minute one forgets his independence | |
| As a separate entity contributing opinion | |
| To the pivoting circles of talk we walk | |
| In the midst of identity loss, awkward situations and facades | |
| Confusion in the broad spectrum | |
| Surpassing racial boundaries to infect them | |
| It's evident 'cause the evidence of irrelevance stays prevalent | |
| In this present tense so I vent some | |
| Just to release, a piece of my for peace to be embraced | |
| Immortalize myself as a graffiti character to save face | |
| Still burning, but a safe soul is found in acceptance of grace | |
| We.undermine the wack and underline the facts and wonder why these cats | |
| Are plummenting past the point of pessimistic perceptions | |
| Into the depths of transgression, oh I see you made your selection | |
| To be an idiot, rhyme witty with a pattern long and sharp as the javelin | |
| Thrust over my shoulders into the field of dreams | |
| My keen senses override my senseless | |
| Sense of instability, the enemy's now defenseless | |
| [Chorus] | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you're a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There's something only you can do that has to be done | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you're a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There's something only you can do that has to be done | |
| [Verse 3: Page & Othello] | |
| Can we say cliche? One time for the people rockin rhymes | |
| For the sake of rockin rhymes, I ask | |
| Can we say cliche? Two times for homosapiens' lies | |
| That get rationalized as deep | |
| Can we say cliche? To you who are afraid | |
| Of losing approval from the cool guys | |
| Can we say cliche, cliche, cliche, cliche | |
| Cliche, cliche, cliche | |
| [Chorus] | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you're a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There's something only you can do that has to be done | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you're a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There's something only you can do that has to be done |
| Verse 1: Page One | |
| Sometimes I feel like I got too many separate trains of thought for one track, pray for inspiration | |
| To come back, and pinpoint the destination | |
| Like a thumbtack, representin the nation | |
| I can' t come wack, it' s too many cats already done that | |
| I' m just one cat, with a vision, stressin to earn | |
| A livin, with every decision is a lesson to learn | |
| And if I' m wise, I absorb it, send my pride into orbit | |
| Don' t wanna be like some, when it comes time to choose sides, then they forfeit | |
| The game, been in it a minute now, one thing I know is | |
| It don' t matter how dope your style or how complex your flow is | |
| If you' re counterfeit they' ll see right through you | |
| Try to deceive the Most High, and He' ll be like, " Depart from Me, I never knew you" | |
| Lost my balance walkin the fence with my wrists in handcuffs | |
| Praise Him, now I can stand up, head and shoulders above the rest | |
| Without the dandruff, rebuke the spirit of lust | |
| Cast out Incubus and Succubus in the mighty name of Jesus | |
| This is neither blind devotion, nor shameless selfpromotion | |
| But mere acknowledgement of the notion that I' ve been chosen | |
| More than a hobbyist | |
| It should be obvious, but you haven' t the freaking foggiest | |
| Why I' m a lobbyist for this cause | |
| Received my sight when I was blind, He found me and picked me up when I was lost | |
| That' s unforgettable like Natalie Cole | |
| That' s why unseen evil forces that try to battle me fall, that' ll be all | |
| Chorus | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you' re a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There' s something only you can do that has to be done | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you' re a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There' s something only you can do that has to be done | |
| Verse 2: Othello | |
| Speaking words that are true, funny how conversation loses value | |
| The minute one forgets his independence | |
| As a separate entity contributing opinion | |
| To the pivoting circles of talk we walk | |
| In the midst of identity loss, awkward situations and facades | |
| Confusion in the broad spectrum | |
| Surpassing racial boundaries to infect them | |
| It' s evident ' cause the evidence of irrelevance stays prevalent | |
| In this present tense so I vent some | |
| Just to release, a piece of my for peace to be embraced | |
| Immortalize myself as a graffiti character to save face | |
| Still burning, but a safe soul is found in acceptance of grace | |
| We. undermine the wack and underline the facts and wonder why these cats | |
| Are plummenting past the point of pessimistic perceptions | |
| Into the depths of transgression, oh I see you made your selection | |
| To be an idiot, rhyme witty with a pattern long and sharp as the javelin | |
| Thrust over my shoulders into the field of dreams | |
| My keen senses override my senseless | |
| Sense of instability, the enemy' s now defenseless | |
| Chorus | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you' re a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There' s something only you can do that has to be done | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you' re a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There' s something only you can do that has to be done | |
| Verse 3: Page Othello | |
| Can we say cliche? One time for the people rockin rhymes | |
| For the sake of rockin rhymes, I ask | |
| Can we say cliche? Two times for homosapiens' lies | |
| That get rationalized as deep | |
| Can we say cliche? To you who are afraid | |
| Of losing approval from the cool guys | |
| Can we say cliche, cliche, cliche, cliche | |
| Cliche, cliche, cliche | |
| Chorus | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you' re a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There' s something only you can do that has to be done | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you' re a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There' s something only you can do that has to be done |
| Verse 1: Page One | |
| Sometimes I feel like I got too many separate trains of thought for one track, pray for inspiration | |
| To come back, and pinpoint the destination | |
| Like a thumbtack, representin the nation | |
| I can' t come wack, it' s too many cats already done that | |
| I' m just one cat, with a vision, stressin to earn | |
| A livin, with every decision is a lesson to learn | |
| And if I' m wise, I absorb it, send my pride into orbit | |
| Don' t wanna be like some, when it comes time to choose sides, then they forfeit | |
| The game, been in it a minute now, one thing I know is | |
| It don' t matter how dope your style or how complex your flow is | |
| If you' re counterfeit they' ll see right through you | |
| Try to deceive the Most High, and He' ll be like, " Depart from Me, I never knew you" | |
| Lost my balance walkin the fence with my wrists in handcuffs | |
| Praise Him, now I can stand up, head and shoulders above the rest | |
| Without the dandruff, rebuke the spirit of lust | |
| Cast out Incubus and Succubus in the mighty name of Jesus | |
| This is neither blind devotion, nor shameless selfpromotion | |
| But mere acknowledgement of the notion that I' ve been chosen | |
| More than a hobbyist | |
| It should be obvious, but you haven' t the freaking foggiest | |
| Why I' m a lobbyist for this cause | |
| Received my sight when I was blind, He found me and picked me up when I was lost | |
| That' s unforgettable like Natalie Cole | |
| That' s why unseen evil forces that try to battle me fall, that' ll be all | |
| Chorus | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you' re a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There' s something only you can do that has to be done | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you' re a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There' s something only you can do that has to be done | |
| Verse 2: Othello | |
| Speaking words that are true, funny how conversation loses value | |
| The minute one forgets his independence | |
| As a separate entity contributing opinion | |
| To the pivoting circles of talk we walk | |
| In the midst of identity loss, awkward situations and facades | |
| Confusion in the broad spectrum | |
| Surpassing racial boundaries to infect them | |
| It' s evident ' cause the evidence of irrelevance stays prevalent | |
| In this present tense so I vent some | |
| Just to release, a piece of my for peace to be embraced | |
| Immortalize myself as a graffiti character to save face | |
| Still burning, but a safe soul is found in acceptance of grace | |
| We. undermine the wack and underline the facts and wonder why these cats | |
| Are plummenting past the point of pessimistic perceptions | |
| Into the depths of transgression, oh I see you made your selection | |
| To be an idiot, rhyme witty with a pattern long and sharp as the javelin | |
| Thrust over my shoulders into the field of dreams | |
| My keen senses override my senseless | |
| Sense of instability, the enemy' s now defenseless | |
| Chorus | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you' re a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There' s something only you can do that has to be done | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you' re a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There' s something only you can do that has to be done | |
| Verse 3: Page Othello | |
| Can we say cliche? One time for the people rockin rhymes | |
| For the sake of rockin rhymes, I ask | |
| Can we say cliche? Two times for homosapiens' lies | |
| That get rationalized as deep | |
| Can we say cliche? To you who are afraid | |
| Of losing approval from the cool guys | |
| Can we say cliche, cliche, cliche, cliche | |
| Cliche, cliche, cliche | |
| Chorus | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you' re a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There' s something only you can do that has to be done | |
| The very heavens declare the glory of God | |
| And the sky shows the work of His hand, understand | |
| That you' re a vital part of His plan, under the sun | |
| There' s something only you can do that has to be done |