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Yeah they tell me sugar coat it, dumb it down but I can't |
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Might as well deny the Christ and be ashamed but I ain't, I'm a saint |
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Til the day I see the grave I'm going hard in the paint |
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It's the only hope we got dats why I'll die for the faith, I'm a saint |
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Used to be where I could only trust me and myself |
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And then that heavy metal devil that could send 'em straight to hell wit it |
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Thought it was no helping it, my selfishness was celibate, I sell a bit |
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But I make sure I don't sit up in that cell a bit |
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I'd yell a bit but only when hurt came for certain |
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Illiterate ain't know that the word came |
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But then that that light hit me and unblinded me |
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Jesus paid a price me |
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That's how I gained the right to be the son of God I'd like to be |
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Changed my heart and gave me I desire for his work mayne |
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Kill me if you want but I'm gone get back out that dirt mayne |
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Not yet what I'm gonna be but not what I used to be |
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Bless his name forever who would chose me and start using me |
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Used to love my sinning fulla greed, fulla hate |
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I might say that I love Jesus, but that talk was really fake |
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I'd be lustin' for ya cousin, if it wasn't for his Grace |
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Yeah he took me outta nothin', and he made ya boy a saint |
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You got to understand, Jesus agreed back in eternity, to sign a bloody covenant and take a deadly turn for me |
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He ain't just agree, he fulfilled it to the death of em' |
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He took that bloody cup that's meant for us straight to the neck |
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And yeah he swallowed all that bitterness |
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That pain and affliction |
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Ain't a soul in hell with pain comparable to this one |
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Brought me to repentance, homie I'm blood purchased |
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And daily I'm conformed to his holiness, so I worship |
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Jesus finished the work, He resurrected on high |
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That means he beat death and best believe so will I |
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See some believe they can fly, but I believe I can die |
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Resurrect leave the earth, and live forever with God |
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He will march through the sky while the stars sing his praises |
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The planets dance around and the universe is amazed |
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And me I get to gaze upon his beauty for days |
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Man, if I could be anything baby I'd be a saint |
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You might think I'm crazy, like some kinda urban misfit |
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But first I hated church, I'd only pray to give my wish list |
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I'd be just like you, doing my dougie in the club folk |
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I promise I ain't it choose it I was chosen to loved on |
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Eyes low, blowing dro, that's the life I used to know |
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but Jesus chopped me up and slowed me down just like that Houston flow |
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A dead man until somebody hit me with the hardest facts |
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The Gospel hit my heart, I guess that's what you call a heart attack |
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I'm looking at Ephesians 2 like what did Jesus see in you, nothin' |
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By his grace he chose to love on folk like me and you |
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and I don't understand it homie, I neva planned it |
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I was chasing money and fast women and man, then I met the great I am, Son of Man, or The Lamb |
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Snatched ya boy up outta hell, and got working for his plans |
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Used think I was the man, 'til I met 'em |
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all that arrogance and pride, I dead 'em and foget 'em |
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I'm a SAINT! |