I see you standing there knocking See I was hoping for a locksmith 'cuz I'm locked in, no options gotta let you in through the hole with the foxes I know that sounds so obnoxious You sent gifts but I'm muzzling the oxen You sent prophets, you sent doctrine Sent me a graphic novel full of Watchmen but I closed it, yeah I chose this... See me drowning in a puddle of emotions Make yourself at home, I try to keep it tidy its quite tiny 'cuz of all these boxes but I see you brought chocolates Woah, I'm feeling so thoughtless What am I dressed in, all of this flesh man Sorry I left you with such an impression of me...I made the wrong investments Still denied knowing you post resurrection So my love song is weak Playing with my cracked voice singing off beat...I'm hopeless Hook: But here I am, I gotta chance it See I've got a chance at Getting a glance and that's all I need Is for you to take notice, 'cuz in romance I'm hopless (2x)

Verse 1: Yep I'm deep, fresh from the high dive Underwater city sipping bubbles on a high rise You say I'm too deep, you're paying me a compliment Scuba diving mysteries from hands that crafted continents Don't need oxygen, in Him we have our being Got my Bing submarine with a search engine Deep call out to deep, so I say what's up to Aquaman I know you can't see with all that red up in the doppler cam Faith works, diving into James 2 Found myself lying in my coffin when I came to Dying is a gain, practice with your taxes Dependent on the cross, watch the Holy Spirit claim you I'm James Cameron in my Sanctum Fisherman with fishes, living water fills my tank up I drowned a long time ago, waving off the coast guard Find me going deeper, but now it's just the Ghost part Hook: I am such a Christian, hoping that you listening I ain't tryna rock the crowd but you can put your fist up What you seen before may not look right I am born again, tryna show you what it look like...Its looking like Yeah I Love Jesus Yeah I Love Jesus Yeah I Love Jesus Can't count the reasons but yeah I Love Jesus Yeah I Love my Jesus Yeah I Love Jesus

Verse 1: TG- When the Son of Man Returns, will he find faith on the earth/ Anticipation resting on the face of the church/ Is He really gonna snatch down the drapes of the church/ and find a congregation full of racists and flirts? BM- Ain't no way around the truth, just face it it hurts/ Aint you sick of Satan spittin in the face of the church? Man we way off track, we need the glory of God and flesh won't get it back and you silly if you think that TG- ay B, man they shrink back from the pink pack, and they suffocate the Truth like they mouth full of shrink wrap/ So flip a coin till you modify our mantra/ In God we trust, but Gospel is a genre? BM- Excuse me your honor/ You trying to tell me that its illegal if we kill a bald eagle but we slaughter babies? Our mother's womb is a tomb/ The wickedness of man, indeed we living in a strange land TG- People are strange man, listen to the Doors/ They'd rather vote Republican than listen to the Lord These pastors twist up the Scripture like Obama does Pervert our monikers with Lukewarm thermometers Hook: We are the champions Don't ever tell God what can't be done Just look around, the world think we won't stand but this aint about man... We keep our hands to the sky (sky) We keep our hands to the sky (sky) We keep our hands to the sky, 'cause there's only one King This one's for the REDEEMED

Verse one: Christ is God and King, the most excellent There's absolutely nothing that can boast next to Him He sets precedent before it's precedent and effortlessly glorifies His Name through both testaments 2 Peter 3 got me blacking out You aint never gonna hear this track and ask me what I'm rapping bout Nah, I aint lying, meet the Lion, see em crying where they hear that trumpet like a siren...there go Zion They gon bow, they gon bow. Jesus coming through the clouds Don't you blink, see that sword, yeah it's coming out His mouth Yeah it's coming out His mouth, but my Lord aint a carnie You gon see that sky open, coming with His army To tread the winepress, wrath and severity Yall only want to hear about that marriage feast But this is war, I hope you learn soon See those kings of the nations gon face HIM I'm tryna tell you that He's coming, I don't know who's running Get to running when the Judge gives you the summons See the Son is on His job, think the summer is to hot? See that fire in His eyes, and some don't really think He's God? He aint running for it, coming for His bride everybody left to fight Him, they gon tremble when they see Him in the sky On that horse, they get hoarse when He roars See that Judah's got a Lion...King of Kings Lord of Lords I'm a voice, you gotta choice to listen to You can kiss the world goodbye, aint no mistletoe Cuz when He's coming everything better scatter Man yall thought it all was finished when you left Him bruised and battered but, He got all power in His hands, see them cowards hit the fan when that hour is at hand We gon shout, we gon shout up to the Lamb like "forever you are worthy" I can hear them footsteps all yall better seek Him early

We up in Genesis, the chapter 1 is innocence We knew a simple bite of fruit would be our finisher The serpent paint them images of God-like benefits If you just take a bite, or if you just click "like" These rappers want the throne, Y got em watching it Jay got em watching it Bizzle throwing shots at it 'sposed to be opposite, but we want a gospel hit the glamour and successes only Soundscan documents These Charlie Sheen believers tryna win Undercover Christians tryna witness and blend Say they serve Christ but they smelling like mammon Is holiness abandoned on a mixtape with Cannon? This aint just bout Lecrae, homie I aint throwing shots I'm praying for the homie, it's about to get hot The furnace turned up seven times on flame Our evangelistic efforts shouldn't make us look the same This ain't no Hip Hop, yeah I said it run it back No this ain't no Hip Hop, I'm Christian and I rap Yall can call me legalist and treat me like a deviant and you can flex your freedom, but it ain't always expedient I ain't paying homage to a genre that is godless When it's founders even tell you that they preach a different gospel ...see we don't need their recognition We don't co-labor or collaborate, man we're Christian They even tell you that it's not just music and we tryna throw them stones at G Craige Lewis The God of all eternity is writing these songs There are centuries of people that are still reading Psalms So beg your pardon if I don't fit in the culture 'cuz I stand out like a carcass in a desert full of vultures I'm screaming "HIP HOP WILL DIE!" Call this the great divide, because we serve a holy God I guess I gotta wrap it up, really talking absinence You master slip-ups, and then you call em accidents? It's like you practice it, and then you package it but Jesus made his following a fraction, John chapter 6 Just like Maximus, gladiators fall We never been that strong, Jesus had to save us all You see them souls on the line, we don't need you star struck Eternity's in balance, homie please keep your guard up I ain't say judge em, or don't Love them Please do not forget that they're appointed to a judgement Cuz if you meet your idol, you made have met your idol So crucify your motives, cuz salvation's not a side note Yeah it's Love, even though it sounds harsh Look I'm not the Holy Spirit so I don't know your hearts I'm just zealous for the Gospel, I ain't tryna ostracize This is all out WAR on compromise

Taelor: With a landscape sky, His hands made the world Sovereign, and man's fate secure My hands raised, I'm sure... That I'm up in the pure, presence of the Lord My heart is His canvas, This life is His canvas His life was my ransom...the Author Pen strokes blood and it's pristine Man it's grace at the ceiling of the Sistine Got my ear to the ceiling, 'cause I'm listening For the sky crack, then I'm drifting on a fly trap Past Venus intravenous needle never in vein (vain) You'd rather pull the plug than to see me in pain So I die I'm waking up to Jesus, fighting back tears at the sight of Him Cuz I spent my life fighting Him...and I'm a black eyed loser Smile on my face at the KO I'm born again, just a day old Not even that I'm an infant Trying to get gone in an instant His death was extensive, my debt was expensive I saw His hands, the left was extended See His right, was holding back wrath So I'm holding back nothing, I'm a disappearing act See I thought I was a charmer Should've been dead, so I know this ain't karma I'm trading this for Isaiah 6 I'm caught up in a flash flood Keep raining I'm swimming in this grace Forgiveness in His grace, the benefits of grace is crazy I'm saying He SAVED me Lift my eyes like Psalm 3 His Word is a mirror, my life is a mural singing House of Heroes, "Lose Control" My fuse is blown, I'm excited that you Love me Wish you'd come sooner, trying to be a steward I wish I was crooner, sort of like Sinatra Power in this union, on that Jimmy Hoffa With no mob ties, and no teamsters Just the whole city lit up by Jesus Just your face...man it's dust and grace like justice is paraphrased Let that marinate It's an off key serenade, I fall short beautifully Because it gives opportunity...for this Love Quest Chris: On the other side of midnight Tired but inspired thus my pen writes Still you woke me in my weakness Captivate me as I rose to this beat fresh The recess of my spirit and my mind reminding me to speak less and think more...cuz Jesus I'm out of time Just a few more days in the week left, but Jesus you're out of time You don't live in my calendar Its on your watch the sun be coming out to shine Jealous, you gave me over to a shallow mind Troubled, as I retreated to the mountain side Sweet shepherd you are, supreme master How could I ever leave your green pastures Still waters, I'm still bothered around me but I'm learning how to share the Truth Yup, yup not only when I'm in the booth Spared to you from becoming passengers on this fallen flight called the world Caused me to hurl, cuz I'm homesick Simply trying to share the fruit, Come come- you'll need a parachute I endeavor to warn them, but Father there's no honor I endeavor to warm them, cuz they cold hearted Fellow few became many, I watched them They was full became empty, and I was with them Trying to give them encouragement so I don't burn the bridge, but I can't encourage sin and Taelor known for them Facebook bulletins Hoisting up the blood-stained banner and I watch as they clam up, star fishes and sand dollars With a heart to hear their fans holler Man...better yet God, let me talk to you How the church is fallen, like the autumn moon and I've no real qualms with the auto tune Except the fact that we lacking originals, We tapped in like water with all the minerals We just need water, Hip Hop is toxic Rap is just the medium, we need to be the bottom Rap is just the medium that you should be on top of...that's the proper algorithm Then we should live it, without the rhythm We should count the little things that God's done...and add the big things after In the beginning was God's love, sin came after How soon I be forgetting that as soon as He died, how soon I be forgiven Before I was thought of, I already existed and forever you sought us and made every provision What manner of Love, and what caused us to question...when it is He who betrothed us and taught us to repent Rented bodies, we just spiritual synagogues We treat em wrong because we won't be in em long and I'm the first to admit it God, I been involved...with idol worship In your temple, please be gentle it's me Lord...I know I'm sinful I ain't proud I'm ashamed Lord, but you still the same Lord Man I'm looking for you, I'm still gon be Love Sick As sure as the arrow needs the bow and as sure as the marrow needs the bone, just rise me up Lord I'm looking for you...