Used to be I could only trust me and myself And then that heavy devil that could send 'em straight to Hell wit it Thought it was no helpin' it, my was celibate I sell a bit but I make sure I don't sit up in cell a bit I'd yell a bit but only when hurt for certain Illiterate, know that the Word came But that that Word hit me and unblinded me Jesus paid a for me how I gained the right to be the son of God I'd like to be Changed my heart, gave me a desire for His man Kill me if you but I'm gone get back up out that dirt man Not yet what I'm gonna be, but not I used to be I His name forever who would choose me and start usin' me Used to love my fulla greed and fulla hate I say that I love Jesus, but that talk was really fake 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, dumb it down, but I Might as deny the Christ, be ashamed, but I ain't I'm a (x8) Til the day I see the grave I'm going 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 understand agreed back in eternity To sign a bloody covenant and take a deadly for me He ain't just agree, He it to the death of Him He took that cup that's meant for us straight to the neck again Swallowed all bitterness, pain and affliction Ain't a soul in with pain comparable 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 beat death and best so will I See some believe they can fly, but I I can die Resurrect, leave the earth and live with God He will march through the sky while the sing His praises The dance around while the universe is amazed and Me, I get to gaze His beauty for days Man if I could be anything I'd be a saint
Now you might think I'm like some kinda urban misfit But first I hated church, I'd only pray to give my wish I'd be just you, doin' my dance up in the club, folk I I ain't it choose 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 hit me with the hardest facts The Gospel hit my heart, I guess that's what you call a heart I'm looking at Ephesians 2, like did Jesus see in you? It's nothin', by His grace He chose to 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 great I AM, Son of Man, or the ya boy up outta Hell, and got me workin' for His plans Used think I was the man I met Him All that and pride, I dead 'em and fo'get 'em I'm a