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Tha Pastor Reach Yeah aka the hip hop George Whitefield. I'm not a Christian musician, I'm just a Christian who makes music to the glory of God.
Story behind the song
Written during a time when my music was slowing down and almost stopping. I just needed to write a song to release my feelings, frustrations etc, and also convince myself to carry on with the music. Everything will be alright!
Lyrics
In the studio there’s no music, just the amps humming
I’m drifting into self doubt, my mind starts running
A few years back I was considered hot property
By commercial labels, but staying true was stopping me
With three, maybe four, labels knocking on my door
Staying true, but just what is it that I’m staying true for?
Running out of money, is it funny or just stupid?
I lost half of my fans and my contacts when my group split
At tug of war with the Christian scene and secular
Haven’t found my place and I don’t know where I’m stepping here
What’s the use? No money, my hand’s tied up
Haven’t written in three months, my inspirations dried up
I’d pray, but I don’t know what to say
My God, my friends, my family have all gone away
And I’m still sitting trying to write a bar of rhyme
Cos I always write my greatest works in the hardest times, and it’s hard
Every time I wanna give up and my pen runs out
The pencil in my mind sharpens and a verse comes out
I didn’t do it for the money, I did it for the heart
With my mind’s musterings and this is how they’d start
First I’d verse it, then rehearse it til I’ve learnt it
But it’s not until I perform live that I birth it
Put it on a track and unearth it
But I don’t go for any of that idol worship
I’m a servant, so the plaudits I ignore it
Humble myself, the verse just leads up to the chorus
Look inside my heart and I pray to where the Lord is
Listen to my deepest inner groans and record it
Then listen back and it hits me that it’s me
The part that’s revealed is the part that I didn’t see
Starting to rinse me, the start of a fall might
Be from believing from me for believing that it’s alright
My girl supports me, but she’s worried I’m in debt
My mum worries too that I should do something else instead
But what’s left? Who’s gonna show me the light?
God put me in this room, shut the door and told me to write
All I’ve got is inspiration, who knows what that’s like?
Take everything else away and I’m still going to fight
Cos I might be Charles Wesley, I might be someone else see
I might just be the type to be unhealthy
Won’t nobody help me, with a robe and staff
I’m standing before Pharoah (no Aaron) exposing that
Christian music’s got it own cliques, everybody knows this
Everything’s a known fix, you thought we wouldn’t notice?
Instead I’ll write for myself and the Lord
If just Him, at least I’ll know someone’s helping the cause
So if my mum or girlfriend should shed a tear for me
I just wanna pass the message on that everything’ll be, alright
