[female
vocals] (
Sound
of
a
vinyl
needle
dropping,
dusty
soul
sample
starts
playing)
Yeah.
Some
things
you
can't
fake.
It’
s
deeper
than
the
surface.
Check
it.
I
used
to
run
in
circles,
chasing
shadows
on
the
wall
Waiting
for
the
hammer
just
to
see
the
empire
fall
I
was
looking
for
a
rescue
in
a
bottle
or
a
high
Trying
to
find
a
reason
underneath
a
hollow
sky
But
then
the
light
broke
through,
cutting
steady
through
the
gray
Turned
the
midnight
into
morning,
turned
the
darkness
into
day
It
wasn't
by
my
power,
wasn't
something
I
could
spin
It's
the
spirit
moving
through
me,
letting
all
the
mercy
in
No
cap,
that’
s
the
real
vibe
within
And
I’
m
never
going
back
to
where
the
trouble
would
begin.
The
Holy
Spirit
hits
harder
than
spirit
gin
Can’
t
fake
this
peace,
can’
t
bottle
this
flame
God
changed
my
heart
and
I’
m
not
the
same
Hands
up,
let
the
heavens
win
Grace
too
loud,
let
the
praise
begin
From
down
bad
to
born
again
The
Holy
Spirit
hits
harder
than
spirit
gin.
They
ask
me
what
I’
m
on,
like
I’
m
looking
for
a
dose
I
tell
'em
I’
m
just
feeling
like
the
Father’
s
drawing
close
It’
s
a
different
kind
of
buzz,
it’
s
a
weightless
kind
of
joy
Not
a
fleeting
satisfaction
that
the
enemy's
a
decoy
I
was
broken
in
the
basement,
now
I’
m
standing
on
the
roof
Got
the
evidence
of
changes,
yeah
I’
m
living
out
the
proof
Emi-mimo,
breath
of
life,
yeah
you
clear
the
mental
fog
Writing
chapters
of
a
story,
moving
past
the
monologue
Yeah,
the
rhythm
in
my
chest
is
beating
steady
for
the
King
I’
m
a
vessel
for
the
melody
that
only
You
can
sing.
The
Holy
Spirit
hits
harder
than
spirit
gin
Can’
t
fake
this
peace,
can’
t
bottle
this
flame
God
changed
my
heart
and
I’
m
not
the
same
Hands
up,
let
the
heavens
win
Grace
too
loud,
let
the
praise
begin
From
down
bad
to
born
again
The
Holy
Spirit
hits
harder
than
spirit
gin.
Emi-mimo,
emi-mimo,
emi-mimo,
emi-mimo
Calling
out
the
fire,
let
it
burn
up
all
the
doubt
Emi-mimo,
emi-mimo,
emi-mimo,
emi-mimo
This
is
what
the
turnaround
is
really
all
about
It’
s
rising
up,
it’
s
lifting
high
No
more
looking
down,
I’
m
looking
to
the
sky
It’
s
in
the
soul,
it’
s
in
the
breath
Victory
over
everything,
even
over
death.
So
keep
the
bottles
on
the
shelf,
I
found
a
better
kind
of
cup
One
that’
s
overflowing
when
the
world
is
looking
up
I’
m
walking
with
a
stride
that
I
never
had
before
Walking
through
the
challenges,
walking
through
the
door
It’
s
authentic,
it’
s
original,
it’
s
written
in
the
grain
Blessing
in
the
sunshine,
blessing
in
the
rain
Yeah,
we
celebrate
the
freedom,
yeah
we
celebrate
the
win
The
Holy
Spirit
hits
harder
than
spirit
gin.
The
Holy
Spirit
hits
harder
than
spirit
gin
Can’
t
fake
this
peace,
can’
t
bottle
this
flame
God
changed
my
heart
and
I’
m
not
the
same
Hands
up,
let
the
heavens
win
Grace
too
loud,
let
the
praise
begin
From
down
bad
to
born
again
The
Holy
Spirit
hits
harder
than
spirit
gin.
Yeah.
Emi-mimo.
Grace
hits
harder.
Nothing
else
compares.
Just
me
and
the
truth. (
Fade
out
with
dusty
soul
sample
and
steady
boom
bap
drum
beat)