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SAFE
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Christian Rap
SAFE wurde am 17. Juli 2026 von Warria Records als Teil des Albums SAFE - Single veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum17. Juli 2026
LabelWarria Records
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM82

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mynista
Mynista
Performer
Michael Harvey
Michael Harvey
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Harvey
Michael Harvey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mynista
Mynista
Producer

Songtexte

(Chorus)
Thank you Lord for your mercy 
Can't no weapon ever formed against me work
You hide me in your presence from the strife of tongues
Preserve me as I go about ya work
And you deliver me from every evil thang 
I'm surrounded by you, you keep me safe 
And you deliver me, from every evil thang 
I'm surrounded by you, you keep me safe 
(Verse 1)
Street kid I was choppin' up a quarter P 
Ain't nobody tell me this ain't how it gotta be'
Salad bowl packin' bags wit my scale out
They call it trap but I was livin' in a hell house 
I remember when the sheriff had his glock in my face
Didn't bother me cause I was flying outta space 
Zombified dead eyes red demons in my head 
Tellin' me to go fed 
And my homie he done did that 
He callin' me collect from the feds 
Feel I can't live wit out my meds 
I'm rollin' smokin' 32 oz in the bottle 
Jugin' nicks dimes ounces trap jumpin' harder 
I heard some demons say bow down and worship us for fame 
Thank God I heard that Baptist preacher preachin' Jesus name
I went from lost to found I'm no longer trapped up 
The presence of the Lord in it I am wrapped up 
(Chorus)
Thank you Lord for your mercy 
Can't no weapon ever formed against me work
You hide me in your presence from the strife of tongues
Preserve me as I go about ya work
And you deliver me from every evil thang 
I'm surrounded by you, you keep me safe 
And you deliver me, from every evil thang 
I'm surrounded by you, you keep me safe 
(Verse 2)
They kicked me outta school I was actin bad throwin hands then 
I'm short he tall my punches landed
Sin had my life on lock my attitude was rancid 
As a juvenile in county jail I landed 
My momma crying for me she couldn't understand it 
That crack pipe had her branded 
My lawyer showed me pictures look at what yo' hand did' 
Hey gangsta rap by the way that is what yo' fan did 
They jump my potna on my block so I was tryna slide 
That alcohol was in my blood and sin it had me blind 
He threatened Mote I told his grandfolk his throat I choke 
I pray you get the picture see how was low my flo'
I wuzdead and that is more than just an A-K-A
I use to bend a swisher now I bend my knee and pray 
I used to wrap it up and try to exhale pain away
Now I'm in Christ I'm a seeker of my God's face
(Chorus)
Written by: Michael Harvey
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