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[Verse 1:] Oh yeah they talk a lot, they say they that they walk it out, they say they this They making chips, their cake's legit, don't baller block or call the cops They think they something, better not say they ain't or that they fake or fronting Otherwise their duns wills ride with guns inside their range or something That's what all they songs about, they long for wrong they all about How they the stuff and they discuss how they all go that baller route But me I take that smaller route, them ballers I'm gon' call them out And say to dudes the King is true, so that's what I'm gon' talk about Look I ain't got no cocky flows bout dollars copped when rocking shows Or girls that pop and drop it low, or glocks that I'm gon' lock and load It's not for show or lots of dough, I do this for His name To get it out, not to get mine exposed, don't do this for the fame No time to flow bout shiny clothes, or shoes, or golden chains My mind is sold to the God who rose, His truth is on my brain So while the average cats is backwards spitting battle raps Wrapped up in their habitat of blasting cats, I'm rapping 'bout the Master's acts Most cats just can't fathom that, that I don't the spotlight It's not right, I'm not tight, I rep Him when I rock mics So don't be looking at me, you see me just look on past me I'm nothing special, just a vessel, service makes me happy [Hook:] Hey if you looking for a Superstar I ain't the one you searching for, I came to bring some worship, bro He's perfect I'm just dirt below SongtexteHey if you looking for a Superstar Don't look at me, you got me wrong, I been a sinner all along Let's look at Him and not the songs (Repeat) [Verse 2:] Hey what you looking at homie? Get your eyes up off of me The credit bro it's not for me, but the one who took the cross for me He's holy, I ain't choose Him, He chose me, oh no He sought for me Bought me, got me clean homeboy, get it right What you looking at sister? I ain't nothing but dust bro Who must go and rep His name, He gave me grace to trust so I'm nothing more than anybody else, they in the front row They think I'm special? I ain't much though no, get it right Hey what you looking at homie? Nah I don't mind the autographs And pictures but I ain't all for that, I'm preaching Christ and falling back My mission is to lift up the risen who put the cross on back I'm spitting to help them follow that vision, get it right Hey what you looking at sister? Forget about my name and stuff I ain't no entertainer, but hope this is entertaining just So cats can hear His name discussed and trust the God I came to trust His grace is enough for saving us baby, get it right [Hook] [Bridge:] Get your eyes off me, I'm just dust from the ground Put your eyes on Him, Christ the Son with the crown I ain't no superstar, I ain't no superstar So get your eyes off me, get your eyes off me Aus Songtexte Mania