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Fix What (Remastered)

Mood: Introspective, confident, metaphysical — a sermon set to rhythm. Tone: Smart, spiritual, layered with wordplay and reflection. Voice: Spoken-word cadence over mellow trap or ambient gospel beat; every line drips with intellect and insight. Vibe: Modern prophetic hip-hop — a fusion of theology, science, and poetry. Production: Slow 85–90 BPM, crisp 808s, ambient synths, distant choir pads, light snare, and echo delay for spoken refrains. 🏷️ Metatag philosophical-gospel-trap-conscious-lyrical-prophetic-flow

Bizzie·5:49

Lyrics

Intro

Turn that “get” to a “yep,” and now the stage set,
It’s less about what you reject — more about what you accept.
With the Lord there through thick, thin, and tin,
I let the “T” cross out “sin,” sick skin, and begin.

That’s my norm — a form transformed,
What a trance they in — Father, forgive them.
They told me not to talk with my mouth full,
But every word I drop, they say a mouthful.

Hook

So stay fix to how I fixed it — fix what the if is,
In the mix with what you mixed with — then remix it.
Vision to your visual from Who made vision,
Got my verse formed versus what you verse in.

Verse 1

I’m so not the culture — a few letters later, the future,
Sharp on these shapes, meet me on this altar.
What they deemed fine became how they defined,
It’s one mind, different parts — tell ’em it’s mine.

We got the right to label, name, rearrange, build tables,
But I’m with the right to be right — my mint’s stable.
God-given will, so it’s free — I determined it’s Him,
Choice was the illusion — got sick off sin’s whim.

Your pardon on these nudges, nuggets straight from the source,
Bars be cues — double-dig ’em, not remorse.
Why split hairs? They’ve been curly a lot a bit,
So to the stylist — straighten it.

Hook

Stay fix to how I fixed it — fix what the if is,
In the mix with what you mixed with — then remix it.
Vision to your visual from Who made vision,
Got my verse formed versus what you verse in.

Verse 2

Life is preparation — revelation in patience,
You get it before you need it — correlation in creation.
Or need it before you see it — situation reversed,
More meaning, less mean — call it spirit first.

Some things better read than said, different floors,
More “me and or” — double N’s make “end or nor.”
When in both ears — before I forget, let me bless you:
We sneeze out garbage and treasure — God bless you.

We exist ’cause something in nature needed to exit,
This type special — the all-things specialist.
Someone asked, “What’s after death?”
Everything that brings the best out of what’s left.

Hook

Stay fix to how I fixed it — fix what the if is,
In the mix with what you mixed with — then remix it.
Vision to your visual from Who made vision,
Got my verse formed versus what you verse in.

Verse 3

Bring me paradoxes — I haven’t found one I couldn’t flip,
Deep with my peace like palms and imprints.
I’m on problems you don’t even have yet — quantum virus,
A pleasure that’s still experimental — genius, timeless.

Keep your path straight, straighter than straight,
Skip the swag, don’t wag — to be frank.
Minus the “ag,” I keep the “G,” thanks,
Going in forever — crazy eights in ranks.

When I say “I’m of age,” they don’t see image,
But each letter gets a point when I finish.
I don’t rhyme words — I rap symbols,
Beat hit the snare, not to confuse with cymbal.

You think I don’t know? I’ve been insulted to know about,
Result: I know what I know, so hold your doubt.
If your every response is judgment at my character,
You’ve lost your own case — I appeal, but not backslider.

Hook

Stay fix to how I fixed it — fix what the if is,
In the mix with what you mixed with — then remix it.
Vision to your visual from Who made vision,
Got my verse formed versus what you verse in.

Verse 4

Practice makes error — repeat it, you inherit it,
Perfect and truth — both open-ended merits.
You got standards — not stand there, discover,
Every change you see ain’t decay — it’s cover.

Just got an upgrade — tuned into my latest,
God, Jesus, Holy Ghost — liquid, solid, evaporated.
Which came first, the black hole or universe?
I unite every verse — let the paradox work.

Chicken or egg? DNA in reverse,
I was a species before birth rehearsed.
It all happened in one day — not your superstition’s way,
Your time’s just rocks spinning rocks in space.

Extra-terrestrial — they think they know the all,
Time’s just “E.T.” with “I’m in it,” that’s the call.
Practicality’s partial — your plan incomplete,
You act perfect, but empathy’s obsolete.

Why’s need answers, but you sleeping on me —
Next letter “Z,” but I’m up, fully keyed.
Spiritual armor — no rest for the weary,
Three in one like nonetheless, clearly.

Verse 5 / Outro Flow

It’s only what God told me — truth helping any,
I’m surfing on these waves — jet ski steady.
Down could go up, right gets left — but center’s unchanging,
More revelation — salvation rearranging.

We out to save more than one kind of person,
Animal, human — purpose merging.
Stay fix to how I fixed it — fix what the if is,
And see through vision Who made vision.

This the outro, I ain’t even have to go in again,
Heart on the beat — revisions end.
Indebted to elevate since debt stayed on me,
Not a monk, not the key — just move like you see.

God gave endurance — they said buy insurance,
My policy’s peace, no fear interference.
Self-discipline with fruit in the salad,
So I don’t diet — I just live balanced.

I’m outtie when I’m outtie, but when God calls, I go,
Turn this on — forget the radio.
Can’t keep you in style,

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