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Suitcase
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Aug 3, 2026 updated
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Da' T.R.U.T.H.'s "Suitcase" featuring Jahaziel, Stephen the Levite, and Swoope is a Christian hip-hop track that uses the metaphor of living out of a suitcase to express the believer's transient life on earth. The song emphasizes that this world is not our true home, and the artists eagerly anticipate heaven while recognizing their mission to testify and labor for God until that day. They acknowledge the struggle between flesh and spirit but remain steadfast in faith, looking forward to the afterlife where they will receive new bodies. The lyrics convey a sense of urgency and hope, encouraging listeners to keep their focus on eternal things.
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I'm livin outta my suitcase
Gotta testify
Can't wait till I'm up the the sky
Livin outta my suitcase
This earth ain't home
Can't wait till I'll wave goodbye
I'm livin outta my suitcase
Gotta testify
Can't wait till I'm up the the sky
Livin outta my suitcase
This earth ain't home
Can't wait till I'll wave goodbye
Livin outta my suitcase, suitcase, suitcase, suitcase.
This earth ain't home
And I can't wait till I'm gone
Yeah I'm just a pilgrim passin through
From west Philadelphia to Baton Rouge
I'm flashing lights and fashion rules
Can't wait to get home that's my attitude
Yeah cause I'm battling through
I can feel the pressure man of half of the Jews
Between my flesh and the Master's rules
And I gotta fight this war until my caskets closed
I'm like no I wanna press fast forward
Hurry up and get home and unpack my clothes
But if I go home I'm abandoning the drones of people I've been assigned to and I'm back for grover
Yeah so I'm a stay for awhile
And labor with the saints till I take to the sky
And that will be the day that my reservation is applied and the final destination is God.
I'm livin outta my suitcase
Gotta testify
Can't wait till I'm up the the sky
Livin outta my suitcase
This earth ain't home
Can't wait till I'll wave goodbye
I'm livin outta my suitcase
Gotta testify
Can't wait till I'm up the the sky
Livin outta my suitcase
This earth ain't home
Can't wait till I'll wave goodbye
Livin outta my suitcase, suitcase, suitcase, suitcase.
This earth ain't home
And I can't wait till I'm gone
After this is the after party
And that's when the Godly they get new bodies
But we sound kinda morbid I guess
But the more I die and modify this mortal flesh
It's the Lord I want that's bless to endure the test
I fear not the fall of death I've been born a fresh.
Since my hope was found I've been homeward bound
Nothing gonna ever every yolk that can hold me down