Letra de 'I Am Better Than You (3:2-11) (feat. Shai Linne)' de Psallos

Hello how you doing? My name is Saul
When it comes to being Jewish? I'm the greatest of all
I'm cognizant I'm the best with confidence in the flesh
I'm conquering every test, it’s obvious you are less

The logic that I suggest, why I'm on top of the rest?
My finesse and competence, accomplishments that impress
Everyday, let me say please don’t be led astray
If you doubt me, your vision is blurry like pepper spray

If you searched every single religious sect today
I guarantee you’ll never find a better résumé
Because

I am better than you
I am number one, son, and the top of the Jews
Welcome to the Hall of Fame, and I’ve got say
It’s really just my name

I am better than you
I'm the headline story, have you heard the news?
And if anybody ever had a reason to boast, it’s me
'Cause I'm the man you wanna be

Let me continue. I'm major man, biblical, the remnant
I'm literally Abraham’s physical descendant
The nation of Israel, my people got the covenant
Yahweh Himself was the leader of our government

Those who oppose this? Obnoxious, Gomorrah
'Cause we got Moses, the prophets, the Torah
Copy it correctly or I'm a fight scribes
I got the right vibe cause I'm from the right tribe

Legitimate benefits, I'm believing this sentiment
That being from Benjamin, yo it’s sweeter than cinnamon
And certain guys clown me cause I wasn’t born with perfect eyes
But I'm first to rise, the eighth day circumcised

Who needs perfect vision when you’re the circumcision?
No one on earth more driven when it comes to works religion
I ball the hardest, yo call an artist
To draw the largest portrait of Saul of Tarsus!

I am better than you
I am number one, son, and the top of the Jews
Welcome to the Hall of Fame, and I’ve got say
It’s really just my name

I am better than you
I'm the headline story, have you heard the news?
And if anybody ever had a reason to boast, it’s me
'Cause I'm the man you wanna be

This topic’s essential, It’s not confidential
I ain’t got potential, this guy got credentials
And I can’t be recused, cause Yahweh, He frees Jews
And He knew that He’d choose the Hebrews of Hebrews

A cursory glance shows I keep the law perfectly
Never did a burglary, never committed perjury
Taught by Gamaliel, theological surgery
A PHD from Pharisee University

I remember one time a woman tried to diss these
I said, “Miss, please, I'm holier than Swiss cheese
As for that sect that claims Jesus is risen
I grabbed their men and women and dragged them off into prison

Devout and so I obey you swallowing what I say?
With Yahweh’s power I will slay followers of The Way
'Cause they’re in a certain stupor, they have a cursed future
Soon as I heard the rumor I became a persecutor

And that’s because I'm zealous fellas, what you got to tell us?
I punish the rebellious, yes I'm marvelous
My faithful direction displays my election
You raise an objection? Man, you’re only jealous cause

I am better than you
I am number one, son, and the top of the Jews
Welcome to the Hall of Fame, and I’ve got say
It’s really just my name

I am better than you
I'm the headline story, have you heard the news?
And if anybody ever had a reason to boast, it’s me
'Cause I'm the man you wanna be

In religion, I just knew I was more dope than other guys
But little did I know that I was close to my demise
Trying to climb the works rope up to the skies
To grab hold of the prize until Damascus, Jesus opened up my eyes

My boasting wasn’t wise, untold the damages
So many advantages, yet my soul was in bandages
Cause spiritually my assets were liabilities
'Cause I couldn’t really see my pride was killing me

But now I understand my hope is found in the cross
And whatever gain I had now I count it as loss
By the law’s measure, I thought I was the bar setter
But we’re all debtors, knowing Christ is far better

He came from insane heights with His name in lights
From fame and acclaim to laying down His main rights
To be slain and sliced for my profane vice
So now I’ll lose everything if it means I gain Christ

Imagine being sluggish trying to carry heavy luggage
That will only get you punished, that’s why I call it rubbish
I’d rather have a righteousness that ain’t my own
It’s the kind you obtain and own through faith alone

No one compares to my lovely King
Yo, who cares about other things? I wanna share in His sufferings
And His resurrection power overthrowing sin
’Till my final hour I will never boast again!

No more, my God, I boast no more
Of all the works that I have done
I quit the hopes I held before
To trust the merits of thy Son

And so I run