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Look up - I see the church is divided 
I’m just determined to fight it and bring in the fire to burn what’s inside it
But wait - not talking bout committing arson 
But do we know that we committed our sin? 
Running from the garden where the God is and we all wonder why we’re getting exhausted 
Cuz we gassed up, pastors like masters 
New slaves, new pastures 
All these men with degrees moving backwards never really read, and they’re turning into bachelors 
Hold up, aye - I done seen more dead bodies in the pews than I do outside 
Scrolling online and no I’m not lying, there be times I be bout to lose my mind 
Like oh my God - what would you say? 
Is everything the devil like Bobby Boucher? 
I done been washed in the water boy and I know about the games that Adam and you play 
You say that I’m your child, but it’s hard to believe 
That my Jesus was a God on his knees 
In my worst times, never got on my knees 
But I’m so grateful he’s the God of my needs 
I - barely know what I want or who I am in this life 
I’ve been searching for the answers and I find that again and again it’s Christ 
I’m still tryna run up my goals, comfort my soul, pray the enemy don’t come for my soul 
Still feel lost like what do I know? What do I know?

What Do I Know (prod. Charlie P Production)

I barely sleep and I’m still tryna find my rest now 
I tend to lie awake as the devil’s pushing my chest down 
I put on my best smile to make it through the day 
I never thought I’d do some things before but Satan knew the way 
I’m still tryna forgive, this ain’t no way to live 
I just pray that I’ll figure it out before I’m raising kids 
Cuz my mind is being shaped and it’s only known what a circle is 
I barely know my left from right so I keep it conservative 
And no I ain’t talking bout how I voted 
These people quoting scripture like it wasn’t God who wrote it 
Cuz we’re too afraid to fear, we’re too focused on the rearview 
We all wanna be clear but what if nobody hears you? 
And look - I understand that now we got a platform 
But - let’s be real, they only listen if I rap for em 
So - lord I pray that we’re quick to listen and slow to speak 
And help me see the only person I control is me

Slow To Speak (prod. ae beats)

I’ve been learning how to feel again
I went numb when my heart was on the borderline of militant
And this is not war, but I’m still not sure
If I will ever win the battle with the things that I’ve been dealing with
I know God, I’ve been praying to him
Can’t repeat some of the things I’ve been saying to him 
But it’s been a long road, I ain’t the same as I was
As a young boy placing the blame on my love 
And I broke down - the things that were profound 
And the people I would listen to were getting so loud 
And I had to find silence minus the gossip 
Just to find God shining a light on my conscience 
And I’m still on a journey for my joy
But just know that I’m still hearing the noise of people praying for me

FEEL (Originally by Kendrick Lamar)

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Often OFFICIAL FINAL

Just had to talk a little bit. 

Verses Written by Brandon Write
Produced by Tom Misch 
Mixed/Mastered by Sean Choi aka DJ JoonShk) 

Lyrics: 
(Verse 1) 
Dear Lord I hope you're listening, cuz we both know that it's been a while 
And all I'm seeing in my reflection is a sinner now
That's why I'm sitting down, promise I'll listen now 
I've seen the signs around the block, there's a missing child 
And I know it's me, even though I hold this image
Of a happy go-lucky, perfect living, holy Christian 
And I'm so far from it, I need more hard loving 
Cuz me working with little faith won't show God nothing 
And I know that I gotta fix it, sorry I've been so distant 
My pride built a wall between us, and I feel the difference 
Between walking next to you and always pretending to 
Tried to feed the hungry but I forgot I'm a begger too 
So please help me try to find beauty in this valley 
And to understand a smile doesn't mean I'm truly happy 
Cuz I know you're still watching, haven't forgotten the boy
So while I'm climbing this mountain, would I be shouting for joy 

(Chorus) 
I give mountains to you -x3 
So you can go higher, so you can go higher 
I'm coming up on the rough side - x2 

(Verse 2)
If I'm being honest, I lost my passion for music 
The thought of me on a stage simply for rapping was stupid 
Cuz they were calling me June, and I forgot that's my name 
Cuz compared to then and now, man a lot of me's changed 
I was 16 and hungry for the fame and the cash
Cuz I never would've believed what became of my raps 
I've performed in front of thousands and made all of em cheer 
Had conversations with artists who I've been watching for years 
And I promise I'm not bragging, I just know that I'm blessed 
And I'm so thankful that God had to put that all to the test 
Cuz now I've been reminded that the plan is not my own 
At the end of the day, being a rapper's not the goal 
It's to go and tell the story I've been so lucky to learn 
And for the slightest little chance to move a country with words 
Cuz I've been given a voice and it's a shame if I waste it 
Cuz you don't need to make a sound if you're making a statement 
So I'll take it as a gift, and I give it right back 
Writing with blood sweat and tears and let it spill on the track 
So you're feeling my raps, and feel the pain in the verse 
And understand everything I overcome in the hurt 
Cuz I've been thrown around and shaken to the point I almost gave it up 
But the heavens were fighting for me, there's nothing you can say to us 
My mountain to climb's the doubt in my mind 
I was dead in all my sin but homie now I'm alive - so cmon 

(Chorus) 


Mountains (Remix)Ft. Sean C. Johnson

Originally by J. Cole.

https://www.youtube.com/brandonwrite

Lyrics: 

[Hook]
People been counting me out 
I’m countin' my bullets, I'm loadin’ my clips
I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list
I got perfect aim and I’m never gon miss 
The real ones are dyin', the fake ones are lit
The throne for the taking, I’m coming to sit 
My sneakers are dirty but they never heard me
And it’s about time that you listen to this 

[Verse 1]
I’m back from the dead, I’m covered in blood - 
I drip too hard when I walk in the room 
Tryna find the joy that I lost in the tomb 
Cuz I’m dealing with it differently than y’all would assume 
And I really do this, lot of y’all resemble Judas 
They all want the bread, but just give me 2 fish 
And I’ll feed the hungry, make sure that I don’t breathe for nothing 
And they don’t understand that the clock gon' tick
Through their own hands, their life gon' slip cuz they’re looking at the gram and their iPhone pics 
And I don’t know much, but I do know this 
That we got too many rappers tryna say that they’re a real one 
No cap (Kap), cuz they got nothing to kneel for 
I’ve been on the field, they’ve been on the sidelines  
All squares tryna tell me they’re an icon 
Aye - see through the hate, we can debate 
But you cannot question if people relate
I’ve just been keeping it real (reel), a fisher of men and I’m feeding the bait 
And I cannot tell you the Future, but I can see eras (Ciara) divided 
The young and the old need to listen, but they’re both too scared to be silent 
So now I’m tryna lead by example and even the sample 
Walk like Jesus, creasing my sandals
Still a young man, doing what I can 
Tryna build a new home, leaving room for the fam 
I’m the oldest of three, bold as can be 
Got my daddy on my neck, so he goes when I leave 
I got gold in my veins, never broke through the pain 
I’ve been quiet for a while but I’m going with a bang 

[Hook]
People been counting me out 
I’m countin' my bullets, I'm loadin’ my clips
I'm writin' down names, I'm makin' a list
I got perfect aim and I’m never gon miss 
Real ones are dyin', the fake ones are lit
The throne for the taking, I’m coming to sit 
My sneakers are dirty but they never heard me
And it’s about time that you listen to this 

My blessings runneth over from my cup 
I've been wantin' somethin' I can feel
Promise I ain’t ever lettin' up
Money in your palm don't make you real
Foot is on their neck, I got 'em stuck
I'ma give 'em somethin' they can feel
If it ain't from my God, don’t hit me up 
Pistol in your hand don't make you real

Middle Child (Remix)

People Pleaser (Prod. by Trey D.) ft. Jackie Hill Perry

We don’t wanna talk bout pain, we don’t wanna talk bout trauma 
Prolly cuz nobody using they’re brain, and nobody wanna be honest 
It was 40 acres and a mule they promised, but it came with a whole lot of fine print 
And now they wanna act so astonished, big mad when the people start to find prints 
When there’s hands in the system, clans in the history 
Two types of hoods but the Black one is missing 
Missing from the books that we have in elementary 
And Martin Luther King is the Black worth mentioning 
Woah - But they don’t wanna talk bout it 
Still they’re looking at the streets and they’re all crowded 
Love rap but they hate the people 
And wanna keep acting like our plate is equal 
And they see a man die with their own two eyes
First thing said is, “there’s always two sides” 
And we’ve lost compassion tryna stop the masses 
“Black Lives Matter just a Marxist passion”
And I ain’t just tryna be “woke” tweeting my thoughts don’t make me an activist 
But just know every time that I spoke, none of my words ever need to have an asterisk 
Cuz I stand for this, my God is the foundation
No love, no salvation 
So don’t complicate it - Jesus died on the cross to save us 
Hate the devil, not your neighbors 
If all lives matter, do us all a favor
And treat them like it. You see the news and you see them fighting 
You seen Just Mercy and the Freedom Writers, but still you wanna say you don’t believe the riots? 
Please be quiet.
It’s ok to not understand, but Black lives matter to the Son of Man
How many more hashtags do we need to see there’s a trend that we actively feed 
Please, try and listen for the one time 
Hear the hearts of a daughter and a son crying 
Another parent not there from a gun firing 
My Black people are just done dying.

Black Lives Matter.

Done Dying (Prod. -A-Mind)

Are you truly an activist, or you just tweet a lot? 
Trying to cancel people for things that you only read about 
And I’ve been sitting back watching all of the nonsense
A lot of loud Christians who don’t even know what God says 
Looking at a flag before they bow at the cross 
Want to make it great a(gain) before they count it as loss
I’m ap(Paul)led - cuz we don’t see that we’re Roman
A lost people who’ve forgotten what the meaning of home is 
And we still wonder why we fight, but love to just be right
And it’s probably because we’re too afraid to come into the light
We all want to be heard but no one wants to be seen 
They killed a man for walking and talking about a dream 
I thank God for Martin, another flawed hero 
Yelling at the mountain top, and I know that God hears him 
It’s all a pyramid scheme, God made it a funnel 
And it’s why I know I’m more than a primate in the jungle 
It’s dark days ahead, hope you’re seeing it now 
Either 6 feet apart or 6 feet in the ground 
I’m masked up, cuz I can feel it in the air now 
An elevator nation being forced to take the stairs now 
Watch your step, cuz it could cost your breath 
The (k)need to be on next (necks) could make you cop your death 
So be slow when you speak and show where you’re weak 
And I pray that we ain’t known by the tone of our tweets 
It’s a character flaw, we don’t know how to talk now 
Either be the shooter or the target that’s shot down 
And I don’t got the answers - most of us don’t 
But we’re too scared to just be honest so we cope with our phones 
It’s all noise when you listen close, it’s just a different post 
I doubt that God only loves the ones who did the most 
So what you living for? Like really think about it 
If Jesus passed the cup to you, would you be drinking out it? 
I really doubt it, I wish that I didn’t 
A small percentage of our Christians are getting commissioned
The debt is paid, you were bought for a price 
Before you could say his name, someone fought for your life 
And now you can do the same, with the armor of God 
Rest In Peace to Elijah, Breonna and Ahmaud
George and Rayshard, just to name you a few 
Hope when you see their face it’s an image bearer to you 
And we all fall short, but we still got grace 
And there is plenty food for thought that can fill our plates 
So take your seat at the table, and speak if you’re able 
But it’s time that we be faithful without fearing the labels

Brandon Write

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