[Lyric] Bars Hill (Pastor Charles A.R.)

[Intro: Pastor Charles A.R.]
This is what you wanted
Are you not entertained?

[Verse 1: Pastor Charles A.R. & Canon]
My flow in the mountainous region
You out part, A.R. call the mountains you reachin'
I intercede in valid regions, come down when I'm needin'
Shift through weed, extract the weeds, we broke counterfeit
We done preachin' what it changes
And I'm over-the-counter for teachin'
Tread on surface, crush medullas, tiptoein' through tulips
You on to toe my flow at the tip, towin' through two lips
Reel 'em in, I'm a fisherman, really, man, I'm official, man
Fill 'em in with the filament
Give me my flowers while I'm still above the ground, no
No leaven in my flour but I really want my crown, though
Need it, shake me, Lord, make me whole in physique
I take them flowers and that crown and throw 'em both at His feet
I serve ascendin' rappers, most of 'em ridin' Broadway
Tryin' to make you nod, well, I'd rather let this rod way
Pullin' back the waters for sons and daughters of Yahweh
Hallow be your bars, I don't mean holy, man, they're concave
Battle mode, the Lion versus the antelope, while y'all great
Reenactments, no real passion, yeah, they all staged
Get your lines up, raise or retreat
I cut to no heresy, that's what I call a ball fade
I went from sin, I'm thankful, man, I owe Him for the distance
Lead me not into temptations, I'll be oldest in the distance
David was rough and he was even beatin' giants
But temptation overcame him, for Bathsheba, he was hidin'
Man, them nudes'll get you, hope you eatin' all this ramen
This exudes from ya, definin', I'll conclude it with an amen
If that went Pharaoh-ver your head then you're reclinin' (Yeah)
You should peer 'em at my rhymin', I ain't really too too common (Haha, yeah)
[Verse 2: Canon]
I hear you snappin', brother, this gon' be your favorite part
This gon' be they favorite part, this gon' be they favorite part
Yeah, we snappin', brother, this gon' be they favorite part
This gon' be they favorite part, probably gon' be y'all favorite part
Please hold, let me slow it down
Too much heat, bro, ha, before I get to goin'
Let the beat go, let 'em breathe, it makin' 'em easy
Like it's Holly Grove, I had to represent the title, now let's eat more
Let me give 'em somethin' they can break off
But before my shoes just take off, there's some dust I might just shake off
It bother me, they like that super soft, slip-n'-slide water park theology
Come follow me, but why, Jesus? You gon' have to give God an apology
Mm, my conundrums when I go nuts
I'm in time in double than in go Dutch
My conundrum is givin' no, ah-ah-ah
Let 'em crawl, let 'em fall, let 'em fumble
Let 'em learn, let 'em work, nia
I ain't scared to get 'em out of my pocket
They prayin', I ain't out of my shirt, nia
Let me pop off, if not cool, then let me hop off
'Cause either way get my dropoff
Wit' your ceilin' probably gettin' knocked off
You gassin' like tox, don't let me get unapologetic
Really I got it, get it, I'm Jack Frost, don't let me get warmed up
As a pillow one minute I'm chillin' 'til I snap off
I'm genetically inclined to make rhymin' look easy, I'm not raw
Look at you, got your face lookin' crazy
Supposed to be humble just like y'all
Ahem-uh-ah, got me chokin' on my lines like COVID-19 on that bar
I could keep goin' but it's quite clear
We could do this all day, this was light here
I could still get a buzz if it was a lightyear
2020 many nias open up they sight, yeah
Say, woah