believe it or not y'all there's blessedness in brokenness
sometimes i feel like jacob baby with a broken hip
and a changed name i don't mind writing with a broken wrist
long as i'm broken he can use me to promote the gift
free of charge extended to all who put their faith in christ
the kind of faith that placed abraham's name in lights
and gave his descendants joshua and caleb the right
the enter the promised land and conquer the canaanites
ain't it right
in life we're all dealt a deck of cards
play them right and eternal life in heaven is yours
day and night we sense the need to put our knees to the floor
pray to christ who takes black souls and paints them white
ain't it right we worship christ jesse' seed and root
the world takes the expressway we take the scenic route
sweet aromas until the world comes to eat the fruit
and the bread of life we rep christ until they say yo he's the truth
let's get it. we gone spit the truth-we gone speak the truth
we gone give out the truth-we gone live out the truth
please know that the truth of god is not a lie
the truth of god won't be compromised
know it's the truth
we spit like this 'cause christ deserves honor and glory
man is proud and haughty
god is the light men love the night like a pajama party
he's the boss i'm an employee
working for him loving
living for him until you and i'm in glory
until then well be chasing the king
we've tasted and seen
god is like that
yea we sweating him like when your getting chased in a dream
we say were redeemed yo we play on his team
while satan's clique rolls with satan's regime steady chasing the cream
we tell the world their sinners but they say it's the genes
keeping our face in his stream
'cause we found that all that all men are sinners since adam ate from the tree
now pump your fist if your eagerly waiting to see him
and your hiding under his shadow with your face in his wings
we say light
light
life
life
right
right
christ
christ
these are just a few of our favorite things. we're under god's economy with our eyes on the cross that's a metonymy
god put me on the track to run the race then passed the baton to me
so we can roll like troops in boots speaking from rooftops
tube socks up to our knees like dudes from d.c. while dudes do for t.v. what they won't do for god
they love the planet and everything in it
that's scuballa
we scuba dive for lost souls that are rude to god
like uh
pardon me i'm trying to live life here can you scoot to the side
but we gone hold it down for jesus we're gospel activist prone
your back at the throne
therefore
we're not embarrassed to roam the planet with bibles in hand
even from athens to rome in the catacombs
digging in the dirt and extracting the bones of christians
who endured
decided to stand on the stone
we're standing up strong even when our parents ain't home
now picture that leave your cameras at home
his characters shown through scripture accurately and it's not a caricature holmes.