Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Gianni Stennis
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
Young god in the building
Dropped off, hit the ceiling
Grunge rock in my dealings
Holy, in His will
Young god in the building
Dropped off, hit the ceiling
Grunge rock in my dealings
Holy, in His will
Mood swings on my daily
Loose change in my Levi's
Days good like I'm praying
Same hood where I stay
Headbang out the whip
I'm ailing
Bled, drained from the shift
No pay
Fed plays for the pick
No trailing
Bred straight out the 'sip
No twang
Night of living dead
Dollars on my mind again
Doubts and every second chance
Now-faith says it's time to win
I been on my job for some days
No downtime, can't afford to sit
This game of life is pay-to-play
Pissed off, I ain't afforded this
And I got more to spit about
But don't nobody want to hear it
So I keep it to myself
The frustration is in my lyrics
Lighted by the moon
I'm singing
Raging in her room like rain
Going out my mind
I'm hanging by a thread through life
No pain
Young god in the building
Dropped off, hit the ceiling
Grunge rock in my dealings
Holy, in His will
Young god in the building
Dropped off, hit the ceiling
Grunge rock in my dealings
Holy, in His will
I only know the monster
Suicide is still a ways off
Roaring at the concert
And I still ain't got my rage off
Brain lost
When I hit the stage, dog
Days lost
Screaming, "God, please-
-keep me sane!"
Feel some type of way
Can't help it
Real life in a cage
I'll wreck
Thankful for the life He gave me
Selah, now I won't see death
Made off,
Scot-free with the same law
Serve God, keep me in awe
Letting the same mind be in me
Which also was in Christ Jesus
I don't think it robbery
And I don't gamble but
It's kind of like I won the lottery
God's still cottling me
But He's not still coddling
Glory be to Him forever
Thankful, what He saw in me
Written by: Gianni Stennis
