Hand of God by Sa-Roc Lyrics

Quote from the song “Hand of God” by Sa-Roc

My mic is like my only highlight in my life some days
I testify in two 8s like saints on Sundays
'Cause I been through the sewage and come back unfazed
Now my music’s my temple of worship, so come praise
Now let me reintroduce myself, I’m Sa-Roc
They call me Red or shorty for short on my block
Ain’t have no bread, fam kept me fed
On Garvey and Gil Scott, so I’d keep a real shot
Now I’m trigger happy, busting too often from my esophagus
Offer my soul up in every re-verse from my consciousness
See, DC made me but I’m bigger than a metropolis
Super manifesting my lane from crib to sarcophagus
I ain’t gon' lie, little recognition would be dope
'Cause I be channeling just like a Panasonic remote
The ghost of my past demanding to hide my every quote
Until the truth saves my future just like a antidote
Hand to God

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “Hand of God”

• Produced: Sol Messiah
• Written: Sa-Roc
• Phonographic Copyright ℗: Rhymesayers Entertainment
• Release Date: January 31, 2020

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “Hand of God” Released in 2020

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[Verse 1]

My mic is like my only highlight in my life some days
I testify in two 8s like saints on Sundays
'Cause I been through the sewage and come back unfazed
Now my music’s my temple of worship, so come praise
Now let me reintroduce myself, I’m Sa-Roc
They call me Red or shorty for short on my block
Ain’t have no bread, fam kept me fed
On Garvey and Gil Scott, so I’d keep a real shot
Now I’m trigger happy, busting too often from my esophagus
Offer my soul up in every re-verse from my consciousness
See, DC made me but I’m bigger than a metropolis
Super manifesting my lane from crib to sarcophagus
I ain’t gon' lie, little recognition would be dope
'Cause I be channeling just like a Panasonic remote
The ghost of my past demanding to hide my every quote
Until the truth saves my future just like a antidote
Hand to God

[Chorus]

This ain’t never easy
Hope that you believe me
'Cause I don’t have a reason
To ever tell a lie to you, rather say goodbye to you, baby
This ain’t never easy
Hope that you believe me
'Cause I don’t have a reason
To ever tell a lie to you, rather say goodbye to you, baby

[Verse 2]

I tried to tell you I was an alien once or twice
I guess 10 albums of evidence just did not suffice
This world don’t fit me, I’m wearing it like a faulty size
But I still slay every space I’ve been known to occupy
Spewing ink on this 8 x 11, they call me octopi
But most of my lines don’t see light of day like they Dracula
I've been so afraid that my honesty would get me ostracized
'Cause I can’t prove this shit to you. Bruh, I’m just hypothesizing
And I know one thing for sure, they ain’t looking for authentic Homie, all these rappers is plastic and freshly augmented
Seem like real shit off the table, unfamiliar off limits
All my views is super Black like the windows is all tinted
That’s my truth, I don’t deny you yours
I’m tryna leave a Hip Hop classic, bomb your train of thought like Style Wars
With stories of how I earned these stripes we’ll call that tiger lore Legend of beauty and beast, an internal dialogue
Hand to God

[Chorus]

This ain’t never easy
Hope that you believe me
'Cause I don’t have a reason
To ever tell a lie to you, rather say goodbye to you, baby
This ain’t never easy
Hope that you believe me
'Cause I don’t have a reason
To ever tell a lie to you, rather say goodbye to you, baby

[Verse 3]

They ask for more, I told 'em, "Sure, let’s see who am I?
First, I’m extraordinary, more than meets the human eye
And that’s not arrogance, it’s more like I’m exhuming pride"
They tried to bury my self worth and call it suicide, I object
I came too far and fought too hard to be a prior threat
There’s Clear and Present Danger lurking in my dialect
And turbulence in every piece that I ain’t fired yet
I’m peaking, I’m Mt. Zion. Holy shit, it’s prophesied I guess
Like I weren’t ‘posed to make it past the first year
Now I’m in the twin cities rocking pink coats of cashmere
Y’all don’t make this album fly and think 'bout jetting—that’s Lear
But I got in the game to make some kind of change—cashier
So what do you suggest? Should I walk it out?
Get 3 Stacks on the track? One more Outkast to talk about?
I’m on my own path, have no other plans to stalk your route
So I’m gon' leave this here, dope artifacts from Roc, I’m out
Hand to God

[Chorus]

This ain’t never easy
Hope that you believe me
'Cause I don’t have a reason
To ever tell a lie to you, rather say goodbye to you, baby
This ain’t never easy
Hope that you believe me
'Cause I don’t have a reason
To ever tell a lie to you, rather say goodbye to you, baby