Sacred Beats Highway

Rides, we're carvin' to the coast locale Priest by my side, blessin' every mile West Supermare, our sanctuary scene Hooded figures in the van, we're living this dream Holy man and I, we spit divine plans From the pulpit to the caravan, across the sands God's mission on the road, no confessional booth We're sharing sacred verses, uncovering truth Metal steeds rollin' deep through the Western tides My lyrics be the sermon, in this priest I confide Steeple shadows cast, we pioneers of rhyme Gospels in the speakers, we’re transcending time Through the heart of towns, prophetic sounds we bring With the padre in the passenger, we let freedom sing [Chorus] Amen to the journey, blessed on this route In the caravan to Weston, faith’s what we tout Our creed in the cadence, as the wheels spin ‘round Holy verses, heavy bass, in harmony we’re bound Haloed streetlights flicker, past the midnight hour Weaving past the seafront, in this sacred power Between the chapels and the DJ decks We blend benedictions with the vinyl specs Rollin' with a padre, holy convoy vibe In a spiritual cypher, where our souls collide In Weston's glow, we testify with beats As the congregation moves, in the moving seats [Chorus] Amen to the highway, spirits in the bass Caravan to Weston, we're graced with grace Vespers in motion, we glide on these wheels Rap and the rosary, it's surreal but it heals Streetlight prayers, mixing faith with the flow Our mobile temple where the neon signs glow Holy verses drop, mix with steel-string strums In this caravan mass, hear the beat of the drums Father lays a blessing, hands upon the dash We're rollin' to redemption, with a spiritual flash [Chorus] Hallelujah to the rhythm, drivin' through the night Weston's sanctuary calls, in the dawning light In the rearview (rearview), reflections of a life A holy mission intertwined with urban strife We roll on (roll on), to the coast, we take this rave Passing sermons that the padre gave [Verse 2] A convoy of faith through the cityscape Breaking bread on wheels, no church, no cape The dashboard's our altar, the heart's our church With every mile we travel, new horizons we search [Chorus] Join the caravan, in beats we trust To Western Supermare, all aboard this holy bus Miracles in the meter, stories untold In the rhythm and the rhyme, our spirits unfold God’s navigator, with the cross on his neck Heading to Weston, on this spiritual trek We cruise (we cruise), with faith our fuel, revvin' with grace Past Chapels and clubs, it’s the same sacred space With the padre at my side, it's a righteous ride Holy hymns and hip-hop, they coincide [Chorus] Pass the mic, not the collection plate In this mobile ministry, we resonate