Lyrics: Omari – Vanity Slave

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*Welcome to the Slave Auction.*

4th dimension proof, Christian Rappers, we the hottest
4th dimension truth: you ain’t gotta lie, be honest

[VERSE 1]
They tell me Hell ain’t real, tell me I ain’t gotta burn
Tell me everything I see is everything, so How come I still yearn?
How come I still yearn? girl walks past, how come I still turn?
Talk about my past, how come I still Mourn?
Joy never last, every baby being born – Dies.

See the pain inside – Eyes
See the pain I feel – mine
Mind is a minefield – Boom!
Girl say she like me – Room

Last year, I told you I’m saved.
This year, I’m tryna get paid.
Who say, You say, Who Saying? (Hussein), Cobain
Big guns, Head shot in brain

Oh Lord, this good champagne. Help me, these girls, this fame.
Go make a fortune out of this , Dubai, too fly, Go buy a plane
2 sided, I hate these coins. I need 100 dollar bills.
Oh, you went And Made your first million? tell me how that thing feel.

[CHORUS]
Night is young, look into my face
Yea, I want a shot of that champagne
Someone told me money numbs the pain
But I feel my soul draw closer to the flames

Vanity vanity slave
Vanity vanity slave
Eventually, you’d walk out of the cage
And realise nothing was the same

[HOOK]
Vanity slave, Insanity’s cage
Your watches, they’re handcuffs
Them whips and them chains
Your soul is still bankrupt and riches or fame
Are just Satan’s ways to keep you entertained.

Vanity slave, Insanity’s cage
Your watches, they’re handcuffs
Them whips and them chains
Your soul is still bankrupt and riches or fame
Are just Satan’s ways to keep you entertained.

[VERSE 2]
Vain, vain, everything is vain
Everything is foreign, can’t pronounce these names
Everything Italian, Im’ma need a stylist
How about your girls? Nahh, you gone have to import em

I’m lusting, I’m lusting. My wrist watch is Westin
My feet, see these Jordan’s, Dark shades, Michael Kors’s
I Publicise my losses and privatise my profit
And this prophet on T.V say I gotta send him tithes and Offerings

Souls out of control, slaves chasing that gold
Devil strikes me when I’m least expecting it, tryna altar my goals.
Get a Record deal and chill, make that record sell a mil’
And If that record don’t go platinum, Then your soul is up for the deal

No, This can’t be right. I’m getting left.
Christ died for my Satisfaction
why do I look for it in sex?
Why do I crave for clothes? They can’t cover all my Sins.
I’m that Naked King, When I walk through town, just worship me, kneel!

[CHORUS]
Night is young, look into my face
Yea, I want a shot of that champagne
Someone told me money numbs the pain
But I feel my soul draw closer to the flames

Vanity vanity slave
Vanity vanity slave
Eventually, you’d walk out of the cage
And realise nothing was the same

[HOOK]
Vanity slave, Insanity’s cage
Your watches, they’re handcuffs
Them whips and them chains
Your soul is still bankrupt and riches or fame
Are just Satan’s ways to keep you entertained.

Vanity slave, Insanity’s cage
Your watches, they’re handcuffs
Them whips and them chains
Your soul is still bankrupt and riches or fame
Are just Satan’s ways to keep you entertained.

[VERSE 3]
Lust, lies and wickedness
How did I get so intimate?
How did I get so into it?
How do you know I’m interested ?

Prying on all of my weaknesses
Preying on me like they reverends
I know you got all the evidence
But I’m vindicated for my penitence

Vanity slave, vanity slave
Jesus got me so loose me from these chains
Vanity, Vanity, You are the enemy
You are the reason I’m fighting insanity
Satisfaction is in Christ not in having
So gain the whole world, needle eye, you can’t pass it

Riches and wealth can’t give you satisfaction
Vanity, don’t be cut up or entangled
in traffic, I’m trafficking dopeness
You stand still like mannequin,
Oxygen isn’t the reason you living
But God got a purpose for you – predetermined
Determine to overcome all evil passions

Be passionate for everlasting life, than for passing trends and fashions
It’s God over everything, and it’s not a partial fraction

I’m a King where I’m from, I dunno where I’m going
They wanna organise shows, I don’t know what I’m showing
I don’t know what’s important, cuz my view so distorted
Jesus came and gave me vision, I mean men he restored it.

I’m a King where I’m from, I dunno where I’m going
They wanna organise shows, I don’t know what I’m showing
I don’t know what’s important, cuz my view so distorted
Jesus came and gave me vision, I mean men he restored it.

[HOOK]
Vanity slave, Insanity’s cage
Your watches, they’re handcuffs
Them whips and them chains
Your soul is still bankrupt and riches or fame
Are just Satan’s ways to keep you entertained.

Vanity slave, Insanity’s cage
Your watches, they’re handcuffs
Them whips and them chains
Your soul is still bankrupt and riches or fame
Are just Satan’s ways to keep you entertained.

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