So many are hurt inside even know him even though they might have heard of God Can He me? Will He hear my prayer? Or, think I'm ugly He see's my clothes or sees my hair
I heard of a Savior He bled and died We could give Him our sins and we get his life Yet I wonder for me if He will He care When He sees my clothes or when he my hair
One] Let me get up in this right now I'm thinking back to when we got down I only groped but you searched I found Snatched quick though you knew how I what's sick, I was a pick that you drafted? A backflip with a couldn't be more backwards In that's classic I love to see tactics But I think back to I'd shrink back on the real B It's real deep; I really thought you could feel me Cause my shirts were double X really I was a small Double shirts for the when really it wasn't called for baggie- they sagged and dragged on the floor But I was never that boy to the back of his draws But I did hang, kicked slang, me and my did Rocked doo-rags till it put a in our foreheads And on the surface others we were worthless But I'm glad you purposed to us and you made us your purchase
[Verse I was convinced of your power so I was down to comply with Your God the Father- Creator- I was your product But I noticed my focus it wasn't on my hope was you would me heaven but as for earth I'd roll with the hood I really didn't want your heaven- just didn't hell more I really didn't want your presence- just didn't want more I didn't know you beautiful You made advances but in fact I'd push you like a cuticle I was a bad But, now I know what it was you got lumped in with people like a crab cake They elevate their own; they They make their own what's They say what you like Everything else- they it wrong I'm you don't hate our music or fashion Unless these things and how you us to use 'em are clashin' Cause for us, is just a part of the culture But it's the reason why some think they shouldn't try to ya
Man the outside But God sees the No your outside Through faith come inside (2x)
[Verse I weep So many people never heard of the Yeah they heard the word "Jesus" but never of His fame They cut off from Him Not just of their sin But of their clothes, hair, or their color of skin And they've been drowning in sin, we're in a boat Yet never been approached Cause we see them as folks God's offer's universal- He wants you in His yeah He you in the doo-rag And He wants you in the purple You can take a cursory Glance at the and see God the plans of diversity Is one godly ethnic group In the church we all wear one polyester suit Or rock sandals and robes, no ham I suppose When we meet we should only eat salmon and loaves we only like the organ or the violin I'm inquirin', I men up in the choir and women But one minute, why do some people that God's iPod Got no tunes got the "boom-bap" He's White, with Black, with Lat With with Rock, Country, Jazz, with Rap