Used to be I could only trust me and myself And then that heavy metal devil that send 'em straight to Hell wit it Thought it was no it, my selfishness was celibate I sell a bit but I sure I don't sit up in that cell a bit I'd yell a bit but when hurt came for certain Illiterate, ain't that the Word came But then that that hit me and unblinded me paid a price for me That's how I the right to be the son of God I'd like to be Changed my heart, me a desire for His work man Kill me if you want but I'm get back up out that dirt man Not yet I'm gonna be, but not what I used to be I bless His forever who would choose me and start usin' me Used to love my sinnin' greed and fulla hate I might say that I love Jesus, but that talk was really I'd be lustin' for ya cousin if it wasn't for His Yeah He me outta nothin' and He made ya boy a saint
Yeah they tell me sugar coat it, it down, but I can't Might as deny the Christ, be ashamed, but I ain't I'm a (x8) Til the day I see the I'm going hard in the paint It's the only we got that's why I'll die for the faith I'm a (x8)
You got to Jesus agreed back in eternity To sign a bloody covenant and a deadly turn for me He ain't just agree, He fulfilled it to the of Him He took that bloody cup meant for us straight to the neck again Swallowed all that bitterness, and affliction Ain't a soul in Hell with pain to this one me to repentance, homie I'm blood-purchased And daily I'm to His holiness, so I worship finished the work, He resurrected on high That means He death and best believe so will I See believe they can fly, but I believe I can die Resurrect, leave the earth and live with God He will through the sky while the stars sing His praises The planets dance around while the is amazed and Me, I get to upon His beauty for days Man if I could be baby I'd be a saint
Now you might think I'm crazy some kinda urban misfit But first I hated church, I'd pray to give my wish list I'd be just like you, doin' my up in the club, folk I promise I ain't it it, I was chosen to be loved on Eyes low, blowing dro, that's the life I used to But chopped me up and slowed me down just like that Houston flow A dead man until somebody hit me with the hardest The Gospel hit my heart, I guess what you call a heart attack I'm at Ephesians 2, like what did Jesus see in you? nothin', by His grace He chose to love on folk like me and you And I don't understand it, homie, I planned it I was chasing money and fast and man Then I met the I AM, Son of Man, or the Lamb Snatched ya boy up Hell, and got me workin' for His plans Used I was the man till I met Him All that arrogance and pride, I 'em and fo'get 'em I'm a