Coming at you like the Jackson 5 Live in effect, respect due You knew we drew lines to make it through Completely submerged on the verge Iím thinkiní I want to urge and encourage and you know we Bringiní Second level on the devil minded ego And going strong itís the God anointed cinco Even though up here and appear to please Stay on my knees with the greatest of these, love Made of pure intention, let me mention itís like If it wasnít for Christ then Iíd drop this mic And walk away stray minded and annoyed Pray every night that it fulfill my void So what you want to do?
Watch this escalate to more than you hoped for Can you fell the same?
We know the words you say They reinvent the lies, but weíre the same in time This time, he will wash away the tears you cry
One mic, one night, one chance to get it right Open up the show, stepping into the spotlight Well, who am I now? Watch me control the crowd People wondering how, they see the freestyle Weíll set up the set, weíll show up the show Were about to bow, itís time to go Fill up the tank and letís hit the road Working uphill until we explode So give me the mic and let me rock I will rock it The Spirit inside like Mr. T-N-T There ainít no stoppiní it So letís take it to the world thatís full of stars And introduce them to the One who made them Who they are Cause I represent the heaven sent oh so lovely Only when G-O-D be the one inside of me Rockiní it, not in the flesh Come listen to the sound coming out the Northwest now
Our hearts in places mending You know this moves through your endings
We hold strong through suffering eyes Youíll see the fear within us die We belong here side by side Iíll be the one to lift you high They cast me out I canít go on without feeling in doubt We need the peace that only You can give us
J-5 What you want? Collaborate for real We lockiní down from the compound on Capitol Hill Fittiní the bill Tell me what youíd do if I said: I still believe Christ is God And rose from the dead, filliní your head Dance with the songs I found With this sound, put it down West Coast Underground So really, where would we be if not free? I know we rise again through Romans 3:23 Falling up to race in places you all fail And all I did would be the same like Paul Wright Back to you into peace and hope and you are Standing there Arms wide open