13th Disciple - Mickey Factz

Got you, baby I got you

I got you, baby I got you

See, I’m the 13th disciple

When I go to church with my bible

It hurts cuz I know I live worse than the rivals

Of a good servant observing the cycle, of life

Living through strife

Pray in my living room in the middle of the night

Wait for a miracle while I send it on the mic

So pitiful, no this is not right

This is all wrong, listen up Lord

I’m about to drown while swimming on shore

I go to church more and I’m giving up porn

I don’t wanna surfboard for the women I score

Surfboard, surfboard

Dirt poor, but I’m worth more

It’s sad to know who I work for

I praise you but I curse more

You see a lot of people, a lot of people

Me set free like you find a needle in a big haystack

With a bottle of people, I need to walk into a fly cathedral

On a Friday night when the sun go down

Head to the alter and bow

And ask for forgiveness, can I get a witness

For the lyrics that my thumbs wrote down

I am disgusted, looking in the mirror like how do I function

Why am I trusted, God is not pleased

I should just die in a dungeon

Tired of lusting

Heart is collapsing, I need to hire construction

If I hear the trumpets and see the sky rolling back

Then you know the fire is justice

I heard that the streets made of gold

Get your own mansion reap what you sew

That’s better than mashing your teeth in the hole

Where fire and brimstone bleaching your soul

Heaven, I wanna go to heaven

I am not built for the devils armageddon

Where they keep tormenting 24/7, can’t be trapped in them 4 letters forever, no

die faithfullness a love so graceful and

Jesus I need this amazing relationship which is my issues my name and my alias

Factz, run tell that

I try and pray in the morning but I’m scared that

If I try and talk to God he gone yell back

But the wippin' might be where my help at, 13