HEIGHTS: Song + Lyrics
Chorus
I’m through with looking at my window watching life pass me by
Divine discontent I will not be satisfied
We were born to rise
Can’t be scared of heights
And if we’re gonna live
Then fear has gotta die
Don’t be afraid of heights
Fear has gotta die
Don’t be afraid of heights
We were born to rise
Verse 1
Mr. preacher man told me I was blessed
Told me God had a plan different from the rest
Called me to the altar looked me in my eyes and prophesied that I would be something great
That I would fill stadiums
Hoping praying I don’t make a mistake
Started rapping thinking I’m a make a killin’
While I build the kingdom on some superstition
Maybe God will let me come up on a million
Multiply this bread and pass it to my children
Church attending I was living for myself
Looking at me you could probably never tell
Stand up guy, never been to jail but if I died I would have probably went to hell
Got my music loud on my way home
Then my car stalled middle of the road
Everything started going slo-mo
Wait this ain’t the way that I’m supposed to go
Truth is I was fearing for my soul
Life and death and I was never in control
All my religion was really just a show
Brace myself I’m getting ready for the blow
The car was totaled out but I walked away
The devil tried it but he can’t control my destiny
And I vowed to make him pay
And I got this kingdom running through my DNA
Chorus
I’m through with looking at my window watching life pass me by
Divine discontent I will not be satisfied
We were born to rise
Can’t be scared of heights
And if we’re gonna live
Then fear has gotta die
Don’t be afraid of heights
Fear has gotta die
Don’t be afraid of heights
We were born to rise
Verse 2
They ask me how to do it
Ask me how to tour
How I chose the music
If I always knew
Was it in my blood or did I have to practice at it
Did it drop from heaven out the blue
I wish I could tell’em “I was serving God, He dropped in my lap, I didn’t have a clue.”
That would be a lie I felt it in my future, saw it all before and this is deja vu
My mind is so prophetic killing interviews I ain’t even got yet
I mean, what are the odds that I’d make it this far and my full length ain’t dropped yet
I was staying faithful to the calling when no one was calling and no was paying
or booking and record labels wasn’t looking and interviewers wouldn’t give me the time of day
A con will play and act like he’s the victim of association when it’s him to blame
I’ve been contemplating all the criticism now it’s motivation on my dinner plate
It was consecration in the thick and thin while saying no to Satan and his wicked ways
Learned a lot of patience in the big decision when I chose the waiting over getting paid
Trying to preach Christ by any means
Rapping on the south side for free
Friends left but I still believed
Now I share my gift before kings
I can’t even really brag on it
God dream and divine appointments
I just chose not to pass on it
Believing I could rise now it’s my moment let’s go
Pastor Mel Keyes
December 18, 2017 6:50 pmHappy Birthday Mighty Man of Valor.
May God, Our Father Grant You Many New Open Doors
That No Man Can Close,
Keep Shining.
Father’s Favor
Jarrell
December 18, 2017 6:51 pmAmen! Thank you, Pastor Mel!