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Hallelujah

by Stik Figa

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[Chorus]

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Put your hands high
Mankind, kind of busy, got they hands tied
All my angels on the ground, guess they can't fly
Lying in a pool of blood getting baptized
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Put your hands high
Mankind, kind of busy, got they hands tied
All my angels on the ground, guess they can't fly
Lying in a pool of blood getting baptized

[Verse One]

Don't overthink it no need to relinquish secrets
Want the whole story I only give them the pieces
Thinking it's competing, the lessons never completed
To punish the heretics need strict adherence to the edict
Word to the Sanhedrin who lust for a place of prominence
Wicked dominance was accomplished with most accomplices
Overconfidence, self-serving, corrupted politics
Ominous retribution promised, watch the apocalypse
A man without a country, consultant or embassy
A planet out of orbit, satellite no frequency
Working from a deficit trying to claim victory
Since infancy without and infantry fight through the injury
Vandalize the edifice decoding what it represents
More than decorative excavations of the evidence
Decimating the sections of natives desert the settlement
Reward our negligence with a pocket full of presidents

[Chorus]

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Put your hands high
Mankind, kind of busy, got they hands tied
All my angels on the ground, guess they can't fly
Lying in a pool of blood getting baptized
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Put your hands high
Mankind, kind of busy, got they hands tied
All my angels on the ground, guess they can't fly
Lying in a pool of blood getting baptized

[Verse Two]

Carried on these shoulders a heavy load of commitment
Never handed folks carry low opinions
Making loaded statements they swear they know from a distance
They put me under the scope to see where I'm inconsistent
For it was written as forgiveness and not permission
Sticking to the tenents not chasing an apparition
Follow premonition dismissing my apprehension
Contingent of the blessing these critics wish to inhibit
Heard your suggestions, I question if you're even objective
Misdirected, projections, mean you might've missed the message
But any weapon you form I promise is ineffective
But any weapon you form I promise is ineffective
And I heard that you could move a mountain with faith
But all this praying ain't moving these bullets out of the way
Between here and the stars, I've been counting the space
Every night, trying to read what your countenance say
On God

[Chorus]

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Put your hands high
Mankind, kind of busy, got they hands tied
All my angels on the ground, guess they can't fly
Lying in a pool of blood getting baptized
Hallelujah! Hallelujah!
Put your hands high
Mankind, kind of busy, got they hands tied
All my angels on the ground, guess they can't fly
Lying in a pool of blood getting baptized

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released October 20, 2019
written and performed by Stik Figa

produced, recorded, mixed and mastered by DJ Sean P

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Stik Figa Fort Worth, Texas

Stik Figa is rapper from Topeka, KS who cut his teeth on the Kansas City rap scene for close to a decade. Making a name for himself as a charismatic performer and premier lyricist in the region.

Later partnering with notable independent hip-hop label Mello Music Group releasing collaboration with L’Orange, “The City Under the City” and straight forward hip-hop album Central Standard Time.
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