
Lyrics
Intro
Choir: (ooh) Amen, oh-oh, amen (yeah)
Organ hums, hands clap — uh-huh, clap, clap
(come on, come on)
Verse
I lace the cadence like laces on Sunday shoes, yuh
Pews to pavement, ledger to loose change, I move, yuh
Old hymn book folded in the back pocket of my youth
Pages worn with names, with prayers, with hard truth
I learned to keep time to the organ and the street drum
Two worlds collidin' where hallelujah meets the snare, brum
Sermon in my syllables, scripture in the scheme
Testify in bar lines, baptize the beat with steam
I got calluses from climbin' up the choir loft ladder
And calluses from hustlin' when the nights got sadder
Mama said, "Sing steady," pastor said, "Stand firm"
Preacher hands like traffic lights—stop, rise, return
My rhymes wear the collar and the hood at the same time
Salvation on the corner where the shop lights blind
I catalog redemption in stanzas and street signs
Metronome heart, mettle in my headlines
I pray for pennies, plan for plenty, pivot, survive
I write hymns for the hungry tryna keep hope alive
Gotta shout in the chorus, gotta fight in the verse
Gotta pass the plate and the mic — reverse the curse
Amen in my breath, ambition in my chest
I fold scripture with swagger and call it my best dress
Yuh, church bells to car horns — symphonic, it's true
Old hymns in my headphones like glue, like truth
Pre-chorus
(oh) We raise the roof and we raise our hands (raise 'em)
(oh) We make a vow and we make a stand (make a stand)
(come on)
Chorus
Sing it loud, sing it loud, amen on the beat
Sing it loud, sing it loud, make the pavement pray, (pray)
Sing it loud, sing it loud, amen on the beat
Sing it loud, sing it loud, say it with me — amen
Sing it loud, sing it loud, amen on the beat
Sing it loud, sing it loud, make the pavement pray, (pray)
Sing it loud, sing it loud, amen on the beat
Sing it loud, sing it loud, say it with me — amen
Verse
I count my blessings like measures, like bars in a song
Verse after verse after verse — keepin' faith strong
We trade sermons for soundchecks, psalms for playlists
Grandma's hymn line in my hook — can't resist, don't miss
I hustle holy, pray politely, hustle louder
Streetlights like stained glass, cast color on the powder
Of footprints, of prayer-prints, of pavement baptisms
We dip toes in the gutter then step into Christmas
Choir to crib to corner store, we harmonize
Forgiveness in my pockets, ambition in my eyes
Rhymes read like rubrics, rituals in rhythm
I write out my repentance, sign it with prism
Of city reflections — windows, water, glass
Every chorus is a contract: learn, fail, surpass
I spit parables, particulars, precious, precise
Commodity of courage sold at dawn's price
Where hymns meet hi-hats and hallelujah meets hustle
I stitch sacred to streetwear, never let it rustle
Church keys to car keys — unlock what we can
Lead the lost in a loop, give the bl









