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• Artiste: Da T.R.U.T.H.
• Titre: Open Book
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[Verse 1:] Lord Jesus, please be pleased when I walk, when I talk When I say what say when I walk through the park With my wife in the night all alone when it's dark When I'm home on the phone you're honing in on my heart God knows every intention—His attention's on my thoughts And you may get away with it now, but later you'll get caught When you're standing up in His court—I ain't talking bout dating males But when you stand before God and you gotta weigh on the scale This is no way to sell records—I know This is a warning for all of those that are traveling a wayward trail Some are on they're way to hell—others will lose rewards When He opens up the books to find that you ain't choose the Lord—BUILD [Hook:] Ain't nothing that we don't read Ain't nothing that He don't see Just when you thought that nobody was watching Understand that God is watching—your life's an Open Book Ain't nothing that we don't read Ain't nothing that He don't see Just when you thought that nobody was watching Understand that God is watching—your life's an Open Book [Verse 2:] He's recording every moment—all the secrets of your soul Like every time you got sneaky when your peoples wasn't home And every time that you cheated and your teacher didn't know God knows, He's takin' notes of the story that's being told Every CD that you burn—every lie, every fib Like the time that you called your job and you told them that you were sick 'Cause you was afraid to tell them that you really overslept Or, because you really hate the fact that you're working a late shift A lot of these things you think you getting' away with Like sneakin' food into the movies—my homey, you ain't slick God's monitoring your actions—why you dishonest on your taxes How you claiming dependents—your kids in college out in Texas—BUILD [Hook] [Verse 3:] Fast forward past the foreword—let's read what's written Let's open up your book—let's see what's in it From the day you were conceived to the deeds that were committed This week, this story you can't leave unfinished 'Cause you write it with your life Every action's like a pen Every moment that you're alive Man, you're adding to the print Every week is like a sentence—every month a paragraph If every year is like a chapter, I'm 29 chapters in If what you think is like the ink and your actions like the pen Then it's totally up to you how the final chapter will end—BUILD [Hook x2]