Poetry,  Vic Stanley

Hidden Jewels

Written by Vic S.
Music by BEATSINMYBACKPACK

I ain’t know nothin’
Just a lot of hope and ambitions
Where this road goes?
I came to find out
All the triumph and pain is mine now

Sitting in the crib
Plotting out moves
Wondering…
Who’s gonna rock with me
Stopping me
Is really not an option B (homie)
Y’all awkwardly been trying to figure me out
Well, that’s the wrong thing to do…

Either get down with the movement
Or accept that you wasn’t meant to move

Too many cats out here are building their own kingdoms
Trying to subject subjects to the foolishness they’re dreaming
And folks are actually following, oh well…
That’s just what they do on that side
Over here is a divine ruler on whom we set our eyes
I could never bow down to them clowns that are the talk around town
I heard that they control the surface, haha

That’s cool
I’ve seen them out here working
With an odd set of tools
The thing is,
We are the wires and pipes, the foundations
We control the water and lights, we’re now making
It hard for y’all to survive

I know you hate my lyrics
Leaves you uncomfortable
Saying to me,
“Vic this ain’t how a Christian should act!”
Well, I’m sorry
The OG saints kindled this fire in me
So I’m driven by purposes that’re higher than me

I’ve been saying a lot for a long time
And y’all never really paid me no mind
Then I mentioned that man’s name
Now everyone is concerned
As if I left that man maimed

Y’alls reactions are revealing
The drama is appealing
I love a good fight
But that ain’t what I’m on this earth for
So I won’t speak on it anymore

…Really man? I say this man’s name and y’all lose your minds?!? Are you kidding me?!? Get over yourselves. Good gosh…

Just locked in the plug in Ecuador
Got coffee coming in by the dozens of kilos
I’m booking flights out of country to go visit my heroes

They’re on the ground in the nations giving their all
They couldn’t resist the call
Leaving their own homes
All these Ruths and Pauls
They were tired of seeing justice and the truth get mauled
Restoration and healing is the proof they saw
That the Lord’s involved
They’re trying to get folks on the ark two by two
That’s hands, feet, hooves, and paws

I’m in the States
Sittin’ in the coupe too tall
But the roof comes off
So I’m closer to the heavens
I think you knew this all
I think you knew this all

All these Ruths and Pauls
They were tired of seeing justice and the truth get mauled
Restoration and healing is the proof they saw
That the Lord’s involved
They’re trying to get folks on the ark two by two
Dog, that’s hands, feet, hooves, and paws

I’m in the States
Sittin’ in the coupe too tall
But the roof comes off
So I’m closer to the heavens
I think y’all knew this all,
Yeah, y’all knew this all…


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