skeptic

No crowd of friends applauded

Your hometown skeptics called it

Champagne problems

Walked down out the cut stand up in your chest

Rubber band up, never seen it, I'm a skeptic

Ya'll praise a bitch nigga but I still ain't get it yet

Over the years when a secret was how she kept it

I ain't get it, admittedly I was skeptic

I came around, happiness I see's what you may have found

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I am still a skeptic yes you know me

Been best friends and will be 'till we die

I wanna know why you wanna throw me away

You used to ask why was I so skeptic of love

Girls, 'cause it changes and it ain't got to be no real reason

I would say delirious for the record

Lookin' back as a skeptic

Why is there a cross hangin' from my necklace?

Y'all know them? Well, fuck it, me either

Point the biggest skeptic out, I'll make him a believer

It wouldn't be the first time I done it throwin' hundreds

I'm oblivious to you skeptics

What you hear you ain't ever hear 'til I repped it

Thick skin, stay humble, Kendrick

Stay skeptic, check the biometrics

Bloodstain, crime scene, forensics

Why did we only skip this time?

Fighter! (Icon!) Skeptic! (God!)

Stop taking the best of us

I don't go in for your star-crossed lovers

In the heart of a skeptic

There's a question that still hovers near

With our feet marchin'

Grinding skeptics into the soil

Shower of goodness

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One more skeptic to believe

One more prisoner has been set free

But I may as well have

In the name of the Father, the Skeptic and the Son

I had one more stupid question

Even willies that's really into jewels

But still skeptic on who I cling to

'Cause every single nigga that swing through

White kids pull heaters at school, wanna CBS News

Became a legend for the skeptics who ain't believe he that dude

And for mornings, I never ate unless they feed me at school, uh-huh

That was Velvet days, now I'm a Don like Quixote, you bitch

And to my skeptics, I sing, "Fuck you" like I'm CeeLo Green, you bitch

Won't catch me begging for a seat, I built my own damn table

I message, written in rhyme, prophetic

Teachers amongst the skeptics and guiding the misdirected

Infected with their lies and their alibis

Old men fill the bleachers

Skeptics and true believers

All gathered on a Friday night

I'm done with all the miracles, except for you

Is it my fault if I'm something of a skeptic?

I've been burned before, except by you

Why am I so flawed?

Why am I so skeptical of God?

Why do I pretend like I didn't see it when I saw it?

And only the willing will see their dreams

Skeptics say it can't be done, eh

We proving them wrong, is so much fun

Future dreams we have to realize

A thousand skeptic hands won't keep us from the things we plan

Unless we're clinging to the things we prize

Why should I hold you now?

Once a skeptic, now the critic

And you think that you finally found a place of your own

Tucking away what's true, what's tangible

You skeptic, you (You believe in unbelief)

You skeptic, you (Now you're the hypocrite)

Where do you intend to go with dirty dress

Lead my skeptic sight to the table and the light

It happened too fast to make sense of it, make it last

He made a statement that to this day

Makes the strongest skeptic wince,

He cried "Father, God forgive them for they not what they do."

The disciples of prophetic ablution

Had sworn to let the skeptics bleed

For great are their love for warfare

Amidst all of the criticism

Skeptic views and cynicism

Yet we pray just to see Your face

I squeeze TECs ambidextrous

The team repped it, clean the skeptic

Peep the sketches, keys to heavens

Hallucination thrives on my stereo

Astonishing Skeptics

Wasted Youth

I got your women upside down doin' stranger things

I see a lot of skeptics, lot of doubters, but I'm smart

I know that y'all are really just dreamers with broken hearts

To do what I do.

So I hope the critics and skeptics alike

All bought a ticket to this show tonight.

I use sincerity, but I'm so very deep

Doubts are questions, of all the skeptics

I'm kickin clout and, I'll leave you vexed

To capture all the sides you sight

Magic tricks where skeptics sink

The ice is thin, stay off the lake

The boy is becomin' a man

The skeptic's becomin' a fan

More complicated than I planned

And they've still got their morning paper and their coffee and their time

And they still enjoy their evenings with the skeptics and the wine

Oh, but all the wonders I have seen, I will see a second time

Why waste my breath upon the ears of the deaf man

Skeptic acceptance caution fraudulent cause

Dependence on no one best distrust and oppose

Doesn't make you feel like everything's fine, quite the opposite

I'm a skeptic but I'm still quite the optimist

I'ma try to stay that way 'til I do not exist

Man we still living it's surprising like what

Bring on the skeptics, let them know ten years fully vested

Been down like Amadeus blend the eclectic

A boy came to play upon his drum

Skeptics saw truth and had nothing to say

The wonderful Savior had come

There ain't much left you can be

A skeptic or a fool

Have you been watching your TV

Mhmm

No skeptic could explain just how nor could one oft rebut

The wondrous deeds that went on in that little Alpine hut

Suppress the information

Confine the skeptics

Segregation

Premonition say,? Better step away?

Skeptics preach a lot watch in aftershock

Heed the prophecies in your offices

It's all just gone and drift away

Damn those skeptics

Harbingers of doom

Only bastards I haven't met

My skeptic way of thinking

Turns away the joys they shed

To break through, it's true

I was just a skeptic 'til I got to know You, You

And it's hard accepting Your grace

It's kinda hard to watch this life go by

I'm buying in skeptics, skeptics mess with

The confidence is in my eyes

Cross the infernal into light

Away from the skeptics and Jesus freaks

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Forever wondering why,

Like a skeptic to the sky.

Forever yours and yours and yours and yours,

Luck and love still aren't on my side

And I still refuse to be a skeptic

Cause I know how you could still correct this

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The skeptics are watching to see who will fall

While those disillusioned search for the truth in it all

You don't have to say it twice!

To a skeptic

I'm sure no proof will ever suffice

I'm no psychic and

I am no skeptic but

I got news for you

He said, "No, brother, there's no such thing as earth"

One twin says to the skeptic other

"But brother! But brother! But brother! But brother!

Its tunnels lead me to empty rooms

Skeptics think it's a doctored photo

Of a UFO

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One becomes a skeptic

One is vulnerable

Look at now with your crooked smile

Put it into the perspective of a skeptic

Well versed at getting hell head first (boom!)

Awaiting that ol' kabob stand

The skeptics formed, the nation's born

Want to have a Cotton's dream

Pop guru, pop guru

While angels move like photons, the skeptics persist

If you want a past life, you can have one

Some mortal man convicted of some moldy moral sin

And the skeptics wage their tongues and say

"There goes that Jesus again"

At lightning speed

The skeptics never make it through the static

Automatic

Who's gonna sweep her off of her feet?

A skeptic at heart

But why shouldn't she be?