Jaeti, Michael Lu - Praise Lyrics

Guess what
I'm feeling thankful
That's all
No need to complain
Won't nothing change
In fact, let me send up some praise
Thank Yeshua for the guidance
No waste time
Worrying what I did
Just a kid emerging from the violence
Thanks pops
Who climbed poles
For the telephone company
Just to ensure
That we could live comfortably
And mamma, who sacrificed
For most of her life
Edgemont
It took a tribe
To raise a young man right
So now I'm back on the grind
No need
In wasting no time
Composing lines
The best and worst of the times
I must be, out of my mind
So shots out to my team,
Poisoned Pawns, IVDigital, IMC, Doomsday, Doom Squad, PI Clique
The Agency, Loud Gang, MI6
For every producer and contributor
Artist and fan
Pastors, members, vocalists and bands
I put it all in the hands of the almighty
And I don't always show gratitude
But tonight I'm just reminding
I'm reminded of Praise
Thank you for the good days
I'm dealing with the bad
In my own way
Thank you for those moments with my dad
Thank you mama
Believing in my innocence
Loving me with diligence
I didn't deserve a bit of it
We all need that love
Plus the encouragement
Cook a slow meal
Fill me up with the nourishment
Emerged from the ghetto
As if I never heard of it
Took my sad song
And reworded it
Remixed my life
With a pen and a mic
Revised my vision
With my hope and my passion for life
Gave to the unthankful
Killed for the arrogant and hateful
Lied on myself
Messed up and blamed you
Lost my way
Then came back broken
Got Loud with you
Like Pyu and Chosen
But you still
Would have moved the whole earth for me
And that's why it all came together perfectly
Praise
Thank you for another day
I'm trying to be better
For the storms I had to weather
With these rats and this cheddar
For a life unfulfilled
Unmaid beds and paid bills
No golf game
But mic skills
Strong will
Lost focus
No patience
Intent to keep it real
In the valley of the hated
For every situation
Every trial and tribulation
For what I go through
On my way to destinations
No play
No station
No criminal motivation
Sterilize the game
Like e-beam irradiation
The time that I wasted
Hustling
Cakin
Standing in the palace
Feeling like I'm in the basement
For K-Stone and Jason
And daily motivation
For Monica and Jaslyn
And Pastor Terry Macon
The lost and forsaken
The scrolls from the ancients
The struggle
The platinum plaques
Congratulations
Praise

Guess what
I'm feeling thankful
That's all
No need to complain
Won't nothing change
In fact, let me send up some praise
Thank Yeshua for the guidance
No waste time
Worrying what I did
Just a kid emerging from the violence
Thanks pops
Who climbed poles
For the telephone company
Just to ensure
That we could live comfortably
And mamma, who sacrificed
For most of her life
Edgemont
It took a tribe
To raise a young man right
So now I'm back on the grind
No need
In wasting no time
Composing lines
The best and worst of the times
I must be, out of my mind
So shots out to my team,
Poisoned Pawns, IVDigital, IMC, Doomsday, Doom Squad, PI Clique
The Agency, Loud Gang, MI6
For every producer and contributor
Artist and fan
Pastors, members, vocalists and bands
I put it all in the hands of the almighty
And I don't always show gratitude
But tonight I'm just reminding
I'm reminded of Praise
Thank you for the good days
I'm dealing with the bad
In my own way
Thank you for those moments with my dad
Thank you mama
Believing in my innocence
Loving me with diligence
I didn't deserve a bit of it
We all need that love
Plus the encouragement
Cook a slow meal
Fill me up with the nourishment
Emerged from the ghetto
As if I never heard of it
Took my sad song
And reworded it
Remixed my life
With a pen and a mic
Revised my vision
With my hope and my passion for life
Gave to the unthankful
Killed for the arrogant and hateful
Lied on myself
Messed up and blamed you
Lost my way
Then came back broken
Got Loud with you
Like Pyu and Chosen
But you still
Would have moved the whole earth for me
And that's why it all came together perfectly
Praise
Thank you for another day
I'm trying to be better
For the storms I had to weather
With these rats and this cheddar
For a life unfulfilled
Unmaid beds and paid bills
No golf game
But mic skills
Strong will
Lost focus
No patience
Intent to keep it real
In the valley of the hated
For every situation
Every trial and tribulation
For what I go through
On my way to destinations
No play
No station
No criminal motivation
Sterilize the game
Like e-beam irradiation
The time that I wasted
Hustling
Cakin
Standing in the palace
Feeling like I'm in the basement
For K-Stone and Jason
And daily motivation
For Monica and Jaslyn
And Pastor Terry Macon
The lost and forsaken
The scrolls from the ancients
The struggle
The platinum plaques
Congratulations
Praise