Raul - Therapist Couch (Audio)
Hook
I'll is the mind, I've been healing mine
Writing rhymes tryna get this shit out
The beats like my personal therapist couch x2 (scratch on 2nd)
Verse 1
I'm pushin 40 skip the mid life crisis get to writing like christ is in my heart, nothings frightening ain't got the spirit of fear only love here that's what I'm fighting for I pray for set apart Ness, that the spirit steer me in the right direction, have a change heart inner reflection, known me from the start, he for knew me and predistined, get the notion, understand its the grace of Yah I'm not boastin, I'm a man and very flawed, who's your God? What you put you hope in? are you politicking, pickin sides, I try to put no labels on it, go along the way, through the narrow gate but I've been on the broad, road that leads to destruction see that woman's great
Hook repeat
Verse 2
Let Yah speak, truth. Everyone man lies, there's 3 sides to a coin, perceptions a helluva drug what camp have you joined. individuals aren't areally unique, the mind been programmed indoctrinate your thoughts the lips (do) follow and speak, so what's true, it's hard to say but look to nature in it you'll find some clues that point to an (intelligent) maker, there's no mistake about it, I don't doubt it no more. I praise Yah he never change but the ill in my heart he take out of my core, no more rotten fruit, I'm taking action, I'm rapping, workin out my faith, worship-in' spirit and truth, where I was once lacking my cup overflows surely Yahs grace (n love) will always go where I go (and I will live in the house of YHWH forever
Written and Produced by Raul Pizarro for Lifted Noise Recordings