Prompt / Lyrics
I’m walkin’ through the valley, shadows draggin’ on me Waitin’ on Your voice, hopin’ Heaven finna call me High above the planes, got a view behind Your wings Where the sky split open and the choir starts to sing Make me president, priest Prophet in the streets Crown me king in the land While I’m bowin’ at Your feet Leader of Your people, lead me to the King of Kings Lord of Lords, no breeder—He the One who breathes things Made the heifer, made the pepper Made the dirt and made the weather Made the heavens, made forever Made the tether hold together Introducer, producer of the creatures with the wings Here’s the hat I threw—watch it drop in the ring of rings Now I’m dancin’ with the Highest— Lord of Lords, King of Kings Show me to the open doorway Glass crack, window screams Drop me through the open floor Let me land where mercy sings Lead Your people to the throne Let the hallway echo praise If You need me, You can use me I’m surrendered to Your ways If there’s wolves, I’m the sheepdog Giant standin’? Watch me sling Need a leader? I’ll be bedrock Take Your people to the King Where You said You’d build it solid Turn the truck off—press unlock I see giants throwin’ boulders Hear ’em stompin’ down the block Hear them callin’ from the distance Hear their armor when it knocks They in pews They in schools Twistin’ scripture into tools Makin’ monsters outta fools Teachin’ lies like holy rules You a wolf? That’s cute. I’m the sheepdog you heard rumors ‘bout God ain’t give me fear— Left the doubt part out Nerves of steel in the silence Stainless like my white robe Color shift—yeah, I’m chosen Breakin’ bones with every strobe I toss boulders Watch ’em smolder Flesh fades—spirit bolder Principalities control ya Powers try to roll ya Rulers in the dark Runnin’ stages, playin’ roles, uh But this war ain’t staged And these robes ain’t stained If God is for me— Tell me who could stand in range? Every time the boy cried wolf You shoved him on a shelf But me and him go way back Yeah, he trust nobody else He spot wolves in the wheat fields We keep track—we takin’ notes Smell their breath beneath the wool Hear the venom in their throats Lies thick, cover eyes quick Twistin’ truth into a trick But the boy who cried wolf And little Bo Peep Walk the fields after dusk Just to guard all the sheep Make sure they safe So the shepherds can sleep That’s why God called me To round the flock and keep Point ‘em to the Shepherd He’s runnin’ the clock Watch for the Shepherd— The wolf finna stalk Gather the sheepdogs Hold the line close The Master’s comin’ back— You can feel it in the ghost.
Tags
Dark Trap • Memphis Rap / 90s Memphis Revival • Horrorcore Trap Male
Duration
3:01
Instrumental
No
Created
11/18/2025