Holy Water from GDLS by Goliath LXIX

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(Your ready yet?)

("Drippin’ in sin, no cleanse, no savior...)
(Blood on my hands, can’t wash this favor...)
(Hollow souls, walkin’ through fire)
(Holy water burnin’, I ain't no liar...")

[Verse 1]
I was raised where the rain never touched my skin,
Just gun smoke, lost souls, whiskey, and sin.
Momma tried prayin’, said the Lord might hear,
But the streets talk louder, and faith ain’t near.

Baptized in the gutter, my sins run deep,
Every step that I take put a soul six feet.
Can’t kneel, can’t fold, I was built from stone,
Got a heart like a grave, full of names unknown.

Preacher told me, "Son, you should change yo’ ways,"
But I seen more hell than his scriptures say.
I done walked through the flames, seen angels die,
Now my shadow got horns and a devil’s eye.

Ain’t no hymns in the block, just the sound of shells,
Ain’t no church for a man that done danced with hell.
If I spill my confessions, the walls might crack,
Cuz my sins got weight and they ain’t turnin’ back.

They tried drownin’ my past in a bottle of gin,
Told me "God forgives," but the streets don't bend.
If I step in them pews, bet the floor might shake,
Cuz the holy water boil when it touch my face.

[Chorus]
"Holy water can't save me (Can't save me...)
Every blessing feel shady (Feel shady...)
Tried to cleanse what made me (What made me...)
But the devil still chase me..."

"Holy water can't save me (Can't save me...)
Every blessing feel shady (Feel shady...)
Tried to cleanse what made me (What made me...)
But the devil still chase me..."

[Verse 2]
I put my trust in a blade, not a pastor’s word,
Cuz these streets wrote truth that the Bible blurred.
They said faith heal wounds, but my scars stay fresh,
Told ‘em "God watchin’," they just laughed, said "bet."

Ain’t no white robes where my people sleep,
Just a black hoodie, black mask, sins too deep.
Every man got a cross, but some burn fast,
Took a shot at redemption, but the clip don’t last.

I ain’t proud of the things that I did for bread,
Had to rob my own kin just to keep me fed.
If the Lord got a plan, then he wrote me out,
Cuz I walked through the fire, never heard no sound.

They say the meek gon’ rise, but the strong survive,
And the poor gon’ die with they hands up high.
If I send up a prayer, bet it crash like glass,
Cuz my name in the book got a line right past.

I seen angels turn ghosts when the guns came out,
And the choir stop singin’ when the shots rang out.
Now I walk with a limp, from the weight I hold,
And the cross on my chain feelin’ heavy and cold.

So pour that water, let it burn my flesh,
Let the steam hit the sky, let ‘em know I confess.
But I know damn well it won’t clean my past,
Cuz the sins run deeper than the water in the glass.

[Outro]
"Holy water can’t save me...(umm NOPE)
Let it burn, let it break me...(ktzing)
Ain’t no love where I’m goin’...(... but where)
(Ain’t no saviors in the city..." )

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• alternative rap
• ambient trap
• dark ambient trap
• experimental hip-hop
• spoken Word
• London