How I get through life, bet its on my knees/Christ gets me through and He meets my needs/So I wanna share what I've got, want the kids to try this/But they don't want God, so it's like I've got a virus



These kids dont even wanna hear about God
I flow about Him and the Heads cease to nod
It dosen't help when most Christians act like frauds
I'll write these raps untill they know about (STOP)


There was this dude one day at an open mic/He said I like your flow, it's really dope, and I'm all like, thanks but credit goes to the focus of my rap/You see it's only with Christ that I can make the hands clap/He said I heard about Christ, you can count me out/The way 'yall live with, I can live without/I don't need any rules that I'm never gonna follow/Way 'yall live, seems like hell is where we'll all go/Preecha's daughter told me dump the music of the world/Went to see D12 and saw the very same girl/She was clappin' and screamin', knew the words to every song/I thought in my mind just what the heck is going on/Wasn't it you, totin' your bible everywhere/And wasn't it you, tellin' me always 'bout prayer/And wasn't it you sayin that God really care(s)/But now I see you actin' like God's not there-She never saw the point that I tried to make/I'd rather be real on my own than live for God and be fake/So I hope you get now what I'm tryin' to say/I dont need God just to live the same way/



These kids dont even wanna hear about God
I flow about Him and the Heads cease to nod
It dosen't help when most Christians act like frauds
I'll write these raps untill they know about God

These kids dont even wanna hear about God
I mention Him and they just look at me ood
It dosen't help when most Christians act like frauds
I'll live my life untill they know about God


Supposed to be the salt of the earth and a city on a hill/Christ pours out of us and they come to get their fill/They supposed to see somethin' different that they just don't have/Despite pointless attempts just to plunder and grab/But I don't get it, it just don't add up/You say you pour out Christ, but you've got a broken cup/You say you live your life like the city on a hill/But why is the name of that mountain called your own selfish will/You try to say you act like the salt of the earth, but when salt looses flavor, then what's it really worth/Did you think no one would notice how you act two faced/Walkin' round contradictin' like your mind's misplaced/Lost people watchin' you, takin' mental pictures/They're tryin' to find out how your life lines up with the scriptures/'Cuz they hear you preach somethin' while you live somethin' else/You say you die for God, but then you live for your self/They don't wan't Christ, 'cuz they don't see the change/So when I share the Gospel, they just look at me strange/Sayin' live for Christ, now why should I try to/When Christians always talk the very same way that I do/Live for Christ, now why should I try to/When Christians always act the very same way that I do



Christian emcees this verse is for you/'Cuz some of yall rap like we ain't got a job to do/It's all about industry, forgot about ministry/And when you speak on the mic, none of it makes sense to me/You water it down so you don't loose a single fan/You just want to hear "Hey dude I love your band"/Traded approval of God for acceptance of man/Then you turn around and try to say that this was
His plan/Your flows are pretty good, but why you leavin' God out/If God's not in, ain't nothin' to flow about/Where's the truth in your lyrics, I used to hear before/God gave you this gift, but then you smashed it on the floor/You gotta be kiddin', rap is more than this/For real son, the veil wasn't torn for this/He didn't die so you could misrepresent like this/Betray Him with your life and rhymes instead of a kiss/We're acountable for every last word that we speak/We've been trusted to give 'em all the truth that they seek/So we gotta keep it righteous ever day of the week/On stage, off stage, and with everyone we meet/It ain't 'bout you, 'bout changin' hearts and minds/You think you playin' in the game, but you sittin' on side lines/The coach won't put you in 'cuz you fouled out so many times/Like when you take the glory for yourself in all of your rhymes/I ain't jokin', kids souls are at stake/We can't afford to be 'shamed, can't afford to be fake/So we gotta preach the truth in every flow that we make/'Cuz we'd all be secular if it wasnt for Christ' sake/We're the ones that these lost kids look up to/They just want something real and they don't want to be lied to-So if you choose to be luke/warm then I suggest you/Switch your name to novicane, 'cus these kids won't be feelin' you-