Grain in the Sand - CANON, Derek Minor, Chad Jones

Tony Tillman-

Well they hearts dark and they heads big he think he tight cause he riding in a

maybach benz, so they blaspheme the King they forget that He was still Lord way

back when.

Before the big bang doing big thangs His name was still the Almighty

way back then, so go ahead laugh now but cry later when He return to slay that

grin.

He set the sun in the sky it’s perfectly shining it’s rays on the land,

the order of planets were made with His hands and the order cannot disobey His

command.

Look what He shaped with His hands, He made it all then gave it to man.

So get it right, He’s God homeboy and you’re just a grain in the sand

Pro-

What’s up, big mouth, big talk, big game

Teacher pet, taking aim, pop the tech, you ain’t playing mane

You wrist froze, ice cold

Flexin hard, you make big dough

Rim size, like 24

Cats trip, you pull a kick door

But yea ain’t talking bout nothing

Yo mouth still running but you ain’t big at at all

See the father up in heaven

Can eradicate the planet with a thought and erase us all

Try to play but you small boy

You don’t start, you a ball boy

Christ king and he tall boy

Bow at the throne cause he raw boy

Canon-

Pulling up in that Lacki, add a 6 on Top of them dubs, yea the candy paint coat

tacky, but the block is out to show love

Driving right past a copper, wit a bottle rolling full of that vodkas in yo

trunk blasting

Everybody come around when he park it

Fellow fellow might wanna change up posture

Somebody comin soon with a change up

Your soul

Would never be satisfied

But a brother still stuck on the same stuff

But time will come up and clock ya

Pop ya like redenbacher

You can huddle and try to give a rebuttal but the father above em will

Coming to cut em like pasta