© 2024 Copyright Lyrics by Priviledged Tru7h all rights reserved (Verse 1: Henny) C.M.D.—Criticize, Murder & Destroy, That’s me, Henny, the streets’ pride and joy. Cut ties with the church, I made my own lane, Massacred my morals, denounced my name. I calculate every move, manipulate my grind, Defend my crown, no God in my mind. Crazy, messy, and drunk, that’s how I live, Connected to the devil, I take what he gives. (Hook: Tru7h) Celebrate, Minister, Development—I rise, Privileged Tru7h in the ring, I got my eyes on the prize. The old me fights, but I can’t let him win, C.M.D.—choose my direction, break from sin. (Verse 2: Tru7h) C.M.D.—Confess, Make-up & Date, I’m linked to the Master, now I walk straight. Henny, you wild, yeah, you had your time, But I found freedom, no longer confined. I calculate steps on a God-led path, Manipulate grace? Nah, I’m done with that math. Defend the faith, sword sharp with the Word, Crazy love from my Savior, now my vision’s unblurred. (Bridge: Henny vs. Tru7h) (Henny): Yo, you soft now, where’s the fire you had? (Tru7h): I burned all the pride, put my trust in my Dad. (Henny): Remember the rush, the fame, the schemes? (Tru7h): I remember the pain, the shattered dreams. (Henny): You changed, but they still call your name in the hood. (Tru7h): Yeah, I’m back in the hood, but this time for the good. (Henny): You weak, surrendering all you built. (Tru7h): Nah, I’m strong in Christ—He erased my guilt. (Hook: Tru7h) Celebrate, Minister, Development—I rise, Privileged Tru7h in the ring, I got my eyes on the prize. The old me fights, but I can’t let him win, C.M.D.—choose my direction, break from sin. [instrumental solo] [Instrumental solo] [break] (Verse 3: Tru7h) Yo, Henny, listen up, this ain’t no debate, Criticize, Murder & Destroy sealed your fate. But I confess, made up with my Lord above, Dated truth, now I’m washed in His love. Cut the lies, massacred the shame, Denounced every chain tied to my name. Now I calculate moves for the Kingdom I serve, Manipulate nothing, every blessing I deserve. Defend the Gospel, let His will be done, Crazy faith, messy grace, drunk on the Son. (Outro: Henny fades) (Henny): Alright, Tru7h Yo, I'm like Tru7h Henny, listen up, this ain’t no debate, Criticize, Murder & Destroy sealed your fate. But I confess, made up with my Lord above, Dated truth, now I’m washed in His love. Yo, Henny, listen up, this ain’t no debate, Criticize, Murder & Destroy sealed your fate. But I confess, made up with my Lord above, Dated truth, now I’m washed in His love. I’m washed in His love. (echo)
