Only One I Can Trust (Finished)
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- anthemic
- 2020s
- political rap
- pop rap
- conscious hip hop
- hip hop
- trap
About
I'm not me...
Lyrics
Intro
Yeah, I been watching from the roof
Movin' pieces in the silence, unveiling all the truth
They plotting for a kingdom, but their castles made of sand
To God belongs the power, not a soul could ever stand
Chorus
Trumpets sounding, skies are open, eyes wide
Truth and lies, lines they drawin', can't hide
World leaders talkin' like they hold the code
But the plan is breakin', Kingdom written in stone
Drop
Woah, woah, trumpets, trumpets blare
All the kings in the halls, but nobody there
Woah, woah, gold turns to dust
In the end, only One I can trust
Verse 2
See the whispers in the corridors, hidden hand deals
Announcing new world orders, but forget how hope heals
Messiahs on the timeline, prophecies in red
It's not about their riches, it's what God always said
Pre-Chorus
Truth is a river, running deep in my veins
I see deception glitter, but only faith remains
They can build up their towers, try to reach for the throne
But it all comes crashing, only one King alone
Chorus
Trumpets sounding, skies are open, eyes wide
Truth and lies, lines they drawin', can't hide
World leaders talkin' like they hold the code
But the plan is breakin', Kingdom written in stone
Drop
Woah, woah, trumpets, trumpets blare
All the kings in the halls, but nobody there
Woah, woah, gold turns to dust
In the end, only One I can trust
Bridge
They call themselves wolves, dressed up like trees
Counting all the clouds, searching for keys
Dreaming they're mountains, really they're sand
If blind lead the blind, who's drawing the map in their hand?
Verse 3
Why is it always that sight becomes rare?
People chasing thunder, breathing cold air
Sheep with gold crowns, paint their skin blue
Compare snow to fire, but neither is true
Breakdown
No one will vanish, can't run from the light
All those illusions fade out of sight
Trying to outpace the day with the night
But everyone faces the truth when it's bright
Outro
Counting shadows in a mirror, calling it gold
Stacking all their riddles, but the answers been sold
They measure the silence, say it’s louder than words
Spinning circles, hoping sense gets heard
Blindfolds on statues, they pray for release
Building their ladders, still missing peace
Comparisons twisted, sense left behind
No one escapes, truth’s what they find
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