PREACH Lyrics – Jack’ Styles

PREACH Lyrics by Jack’ Styles

Verse 1 :
Sick of the competition every rappers try to get in
While you should contemplate on every space you try to fit in
Accommodating hate in your brains while we scared to face

The truest names in the game when they advocate
Just a young kid less fascinated with the moderates
Play some Spotify and most artists, they just sound the same
Lookin on my plate, nothing great, feel less adequate

If all that sh#t is fire, then I should probably spit you carbonate
Rap school graduation, all I do is dedicate
Awaking up my brain, with my eyes shut, meditate
Feet off the ground, God’s level, see me levitate

Breath me through your brains, don’t hesitate, feel me penetrate
With too much drugs in your blood, we should medicate
With too much love in your veins till you suffocate
Popular demand, indicating what you need to do

Populate the minds, re-create what created you
With too much drugs in your blood, we should medicate
With too much love in your veins till you suffocate
Popular demand, indicating what you need to do

Populate the minds, re-create what created you
Verse 2 :
I was just a teen
Hungry and keen

Just a young kid praying power with his dream
Wishing for some peace but with everything, it seem
Reality colliding, waking everything I dream about
Every single touch, fading off, see me screaming out

Silent as the grave, all the pain, now I’m screaming loud
But I’m paralyzed in my sleep, my mind hopeless
And my eyes shiver when I trigger just to focus
With my lids open, wider than the ocean

Everything I see, waves, poetry in motion
Everything I read, words, flowing down emotions
Everything I feel, wicked, slowing down my notions
Feeling like a leader tho, first verse curses

Major reverses, now welcome to my churches
Now everybody nervous, prophecy with purpose
I’m a bad kid if you really really notice
Feeling like _____, while I pulling off a pimp tho

Sleeping with your pride, then I’ll hide in a bimbo
Experiment, my many men fighting for their freedom
Keep your guns down, we don’t really need em
Let the man talk, let me march, I can handle it

Land of the corrupt. Worry not, we’ll do the strangling
Let the world know, let the name be history
Put me on your price with a smile while they missing me
Pulling off a Prophet, while everybody worship

Don’t blame me for your curses, for I’m a greedy person
Who’s thirsty for money, power, fame
Steal me the glory for money, power, fame
Still looking tall, with your money, power

Can’t change what it’s told to your brains
Change what it’s told to your brains x 2
But does it really matter to the foolish now?
To realize all the wise was the coolest

Though he was a foe than a friend who was clueless
To let the fools live while the rest acting ruthless
Now everybody focus, can I have your attention?
For all of your decisions, don’t blame it on religion

With your spiritual bond with the fake image our fathers created
Tormenting the younger minds of our future generation
Reason I’m really stressing on how foolish we be
Blasphemy passing the torch before I blast to see

Assassinate my thoughts, before I really practice my speech
Before I step up to your doors, and smile with tragedy
Incoming, you never know unless you question my sanity
Father your nation from the balcony

Don’t let me write your freedom with the rights to speak
And later write to me questioning your rights to speak
Preach
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Jack’ Styles Lyrics – PREACH

Jack’ Styles

PREACH