This Is Not Gonna Be Fun

The strength of God
wanna take all you have for me,
Who am I to make the rules
If I don’t follow in your calling
Who but me to make a fool?
I wanna seek & grow in wisdom
Cuz following means moving on
I wanna pick my cross up daily
No better way to become strong
 
cuz the strength of God comes a different way
a tear-soaked pillow, a fresh dug grave
the nights you fight, through tears of pain
oh the strength of God comes a different way
 
there’s no one better to relate
to your trials in this life 
Jesus came to suffer greatly
But his death made all things right
I wanna rise up in my faith 
Cuz standing still is moving back
I fight for God, my Creator
He strengthens me for all attacks
 
cuz the strength of God comes a different way
a broken heart, a friend betrays
the pleas on knees, the prayers you pray
oh the strength of God comes a different way
 
asked for strength
but it’s in the give & take
asked for strength
but it’s in the heartache 
asked for strength 
but it’s in the sickness
ask for strength
not our own, but His
ending: ask for strength
not our own, but His
ask for strength 
not our own, but His
 
cuz the strength of God comes a different way
joy in the sorrow, hope in the pain
the cries that rise, to praise His Name
oh the strength of God comes a different way
yes the strength of God comes a different way
a tear-soaked pillow, a fresh dug grave
the nights you fight, through tears of pain
oh the strength of God comes a different way
the strength of God comes a different way
a broken heart, a friend betrayed
the pleas on knees, the prayers you pray
oh the strength of God comes a different way
the strength of God comes a different way
joy in the sorrow, hope in the pain
the cries that rise, to praise His Name
oh the strength of God comes a different way
the strength of God comes a different way
Yes our strength from God comes a different way!
asked for strength
but it’s in the give & take
asked for strength
but it’s in the heartache 
asked for strength 
but it’s in the sickness
ask for strength
not our own, but His
ending: ask for strength
not our own, but His
ask for strength 
not our own, but His
cuz the strength of God comes a different way

The Strength of God

Mortis wants love. Or sex. Or validation. Perhaps milk. He’s not sure anymore.
He’s rejected, dejected, and tragically sincere.
So I wrote him a lullaby — part maternal, part menacing, fully patronizing.
For every lonely man convinced that girls swipe past him because of race or jawlines…
Maybe what you need isn’t a girlfriend. Maybe it’s a bottle and a nap.

Lyrics 

Mortis

Mortis, Mortis, the struggles he faces,
As an ethnic man, in these racist places,
Searches high and low, can't find his match,
Rejection after rejection, can’t get no snatch.

Mmmmm, Mortis, the eternal bachelor,
Can't find a foid, it's a real disaster!
He is sweet deep, deep down, “I think”
But girls pass him by, without a blink

But don’t worry, sweet Mortis, it's alright,
Mommy's gonna hug you tight, feed you through the night,
She'll give you warm milk, soothe your troubled mind,
Everything will be okay, leave your worries behind.

He tries to fit in, but is treated like shit 
His culture, his looks, he’s a societal misfit,
Girls prefer the Chads, blue-eyed and fair,
Leaving Mortis alone, with a cold cruel glare.

He dreams of love, but it eludes his grasp,
Each failed attempt leaves him feeling aghast,
The pressure mounts, loneliness takes its toll,
Will Mortis ever find solace, will it break his soul?

But don’t worry, sweet Mortis, it's alright,
Mommy's gonna hug you tight, feed you through the night,
She'll give you warm milk, soothe your troubled mind,
Everything will be okay, leave your worries behind.

He tries online dating, swiping left and right,
But profiles of white Chads is what girls like.
Posts selfies with filters, writes all the right things,
But constant rejection pulls on his heartstrings.

Oh sweet, sweet Mortis, it’ll be alright,
Mommies gonna rock you, like a baby all night,
Give you warm milk, and pat your head,
Sing you lullabies, until you’re asleep in bed

Mortis

Push Me Lord

Take Me Back

Oh Can't You See?

Mock Me, Scoff Me

Evil Little Sinners

I Boast In The Blood

[Pre-Chorus]
Tick tock, tick tock, can you hear it?
The sound is getting louder
Tick tock, tick tock, can you feel it?
Slipping through my fingers like powder

Paradox Pulse Time is running out

much love to everyone that sent in songs, i will be dropping a vol 2 of family & friends sometime within the next couple months (dnt hold me to that) this my first prod tape so i wanted to show love to those that fw me and my music too, i pray i can continue to work with all of you i fw and keep makin fye shi. Love to all of you.

Switch380 - wayasay @inoxy sped

In the shadow of the desert sun,
Where hopes and tears are spun,
A silent cry echoes deep,
In the land where angels weep.

War’s the nightmare that never ends,
Breaking hearts, shattering means,
Voices lost in the storm,
In the chaos, we mourn.

Flickering flames across the night,
Dreams are put to flight,
Children’s screams amid the smoke,
A future broken, hope almost spoke.

War’s the nightmare that never ends,
Breaking hearts, shattering means,
Voices lost in the storm,
In the chaos, we mourn.

Can we find a dawn beyond this pain
Silence the guns, break the chain,
Remember love, forget the hate,
Before it’s all too late.

In the silence after the storm,
Humanity’s cry is reborn,
Hold onto hope, though fragile and thin,
For peace is the only way to win.

This Is Not Gonna Be Fun

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