The Low Key Freestyle
Written by Bryant Tabb aka Beridox
Produced by Jake One

Verse
Low Key
Matter of fact, Who I be
Servant to the King,
No I mean the real King

Jesus
Who I trust
As microphones get bust
I mean He’s too much
Too high for you to touch

So let us discuss
The Real
I don’t care about how we feel
God is real,
No I mean

He’s really real
What’s the deal
Please don’t go by how you feel
If you don’t have Jesus Christ
Part of your life in which He heals

So I look to the Hills
From which cometh my help
God is wealth
A treasure chest to my health

Moving stealth
Is the enemy
Trying to stop us steadily
That’s why we bow down
To Him who reigns eternally

Certainly
I understand the urgency
Spirit of God be working me
To stay on point
Like index fingers be

So now I see
The Defense of the wicked ones
Trying to stop daughters and sons
Of God, but here we come

Getting dumb on the drums
From the slums
Working until He comes
Or until the work is done

Some, try to front on us
Like we don’t bust
Funky compositions
Constructed to lift the Risen Son

Uh, drunk in the Spirit
With no wine,
But by the Holy Spirit
Who can preserve me throughout time

See my rhymes are God’s designs
A work of art defying time
In which He lives and gives and shifts and moves
Your mind to see His grind

Yeah, Jesus did His thing
So call Him King
King Jesus
So bow down and kiss the ring

With no signet
Yeah I’m down right indignant
Frustrated with the times
That’s why I yield to God

I submit and I surrender
To Him the promise keeper
Levels of revelations go deeper and deeper

I don’t really want you to be amazed by me
But by the God I serve who makes me smile
And made me drop Low Key Freestyle