We all need help
And we don't even know it
Nor show it to the ppl to whom we seem so close to
Now we have to see specialists, book for therapy
And see if they can decode our melody

In our brain
Why we do what we do
Try to dig up the roots we don't really have a clue
When it comes to evolution
Confusion extruded through the tube & we call that science

Violating our 'con-science'
We've all done crime according to the Most High
Some find ways to ease their heart
But still don't take them to the light from the dark

Barking mad at our trials we raise our fists
Against the God who created us in His own image
He saw we were good man had that bond
Now bound by the sin blind from seeing beyond

So prideful we put up this wall
Preventing any hurt but we are all fallen
Like the prodigal son he came to his senses
Returned back lowered his defences

The same hope is offered for the people that are living
But are spiritually dead man they gotta hear this message
Some may manifest some may take interest
For the lost souls man we gotta protest

Lord have mercy should we be like Simon
Buying the anointing ain't like buying a diamond
Priceless no MasterCard
Connected to the network have you got full bars

Man He's larger than life
I said He, cause the person I be talking is Christ
Words greater than my lyrics cause they are precise
I'm just writing what I know & what I know is right

Jesus is the Son of God, born in Bethlehem
Gathered up 12 disciples that He called friends
Preached the gospel heal the sick & walked on the sea
Turned the tables & challenged the Pharisees

He said repent and believe for the kingdom's at hand
Build upon the rock to not fall in the sand
Accused of high treason & betrayed with a kiss
Led to the slaughter the nails on His wrists

And feet crucified for the sins of man
Sinners mocking but Rock rocked the temple in half
Then Joseph took the body in the tomb made of stone
Then on the 3rd day it revealed that He rose (Hey)

It doesn't stop there for the Christian
Preach, disciple, baptize - the great commission
Till the day comes stay ready
In end we all win, hold the confetti

It's the same message in the pulse of my rhymes
Like Jonah & the fish man you've seen all the signs
Defendant in the court I'ma testify
Plaintiff bailed out man I'm justified

But had to die, still dying mortify the flesh
Hope in a different dose man I need a sesh
Following's more than like share and subscribe
Don't mistake His presence with some good vibes

More than music, words hit ya like an uzi
Gotta be aware, the devil's so confusing
Bringing false doctrines mixed with old life
Cannot use old wineskins filled with new wine

You could call me a preacher but I ain't a clergy
A voice in the wilderness causing controversy
You might get offended like the left stay hurting
Thirteen years on & I'm still saying Lord have mercy

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Writer(s): Blake Moussa