Jay-Z

Jay-Z - Spiritual lyrics

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[Jay-Z]

And it says, now the works of the flesh are manifest

(Meaning...the things that are in the sinful nature)

They always come to the surface

And when they come, when they come to the surface

(They come to the surface as demons...)



(All this work can pay off)

I just want all this work to pay off

(Just don't calculate us)

Don't calculate us

(Get to know you later)

Spiritual, yes it is spiritual

No I'm not poison, no I'm not poison

(Just don't calculate us)

Alcohol in my room

Spiritual, yes it is spiritual

No I'm not poison, no I'm not poison

(Just don't calculate us)

Spiritual, yes it is spiritual

No I'm not poison, no I'm not poison

(Just don't calculate us)

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Hook]

Yeah, I am not poison, no I am not poison

Just a boy from the hood that

Got my hands in the air

In despair don't shoot

I just wanna do good, ah

I am not poison, no I am not poison

Just a boy from the hood that

Got my hands in the air

In despair don't shoot

I just wanna do good, uh



Pray your father's father wasn't touching his little daughter

Creating trans-generational trauma, that shit'll haunt ya

Pray your little cousin ain't fall from the place that you fall asleep

Of course it's harmful (no high)

Nigga ain't dozed, I ain't washed in a week

I ain't changed clothes 'til the Black Album

Y'all rap about it, I'm wrestlin' in these streets

'Til I tapped out 'em, them niggas is WWE

Y'all can have that, I'm smack dab

In a hurricane of emotions

Can't even raise my little daughter, my little Carter

We call her Blue cause it's sad that

How can I be a dad that, I never had that

Shattered in a million pieces, where the glass at

I need a drink, shrink or something

I need an angelic voice to sing something

Bless my soul, extend your arms, I'm cold

Hold me for a half hour until I am whole, yeah



I am not poison, no I am not poison

Just a boy from the hood that

Got my hands in the air

In despair, don't shoot

I just wanna good, ah

Alcohol in my room

Spiritual, yes it is spiritual

No I'm not poison, no I'm not poison

(Just don't calculate us)

Spiritual, yes it is spiritual

No I'm not poison, no I'm not poison

(Just don't calculate us)

Yeah, yeah, yeah...



Sick of hiding in holes and behind hyperbole

This is the real me unfold

Gangster is love, I'm thuggin', I'm huggin'

This is tougher than any gun that I raised

Any crack that I blazed, that was nothin'

Peeling back the layers, uncovering

Scars that never healed, I never kept it this real

I acted out, my life a stage, ten thousand people watchin'

Where's the little boy I knew?

I must have forgot him

Stuntin', of course we never grew

But we're alone now and I'm singing this song for you!

Stuntin', of course we never grew

But we're alone now and I'm singing this song...you!



I am not poison, no I am not poison

Just a boy from the hood that

Got my hands in the air

In despair don't shoot

I just wanna good, ah

I am not poison, no I am not poison

Just a boy from the hood that

Got my hands in the air

In despair don't shoot

I just wanna do good, uh

Alcohol in my room

Spiritual, yes it is spiritual

No I'm not poison, no I'm not poison

(Just don't calculate us)

Spiritual, yes it is spiritual

No I'm not poison, no I'm not poison

(Just don't calculate us)

Spiritual, yes it is spiritual



(No I'm not poison, no I'm not....)
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