Them have flu, we na catch the fever
Ya can't cut through my life like degreaser
You coulda never shut the mouth of a believer
Big foot can't fit ina mi sneakers
Them have flu, we na catch the fever
Ya can't cut through my life like degreaser
You coulda never shut the mouth of a believer
Big foot can't fit ina mi sneakers

OK, I'm tatted up with my J's on
Hat cocked, to my fade showing
Folks thinking we Ned Flanders
Okely dokely, game on
They don't hate me they just think
They know what I'mma say and
I can't promise that them tv
Pastors ain't gonna prey
On your grandma with your auntie nem'
Promise y'all I ain't none of them
And you can call me lame, just don't
Call me fake and then call me friend
Cause I don't pretend, boy I live this
Some of y'all on the fences
Oh girl you took home with you
Man she swore she was a Christian
She might be and likely
She like you and just like me
An imperfect person, broke and hurting
Trying to do the right thing
And I'm courtside like Spike Lee
Keep it mellow nightly ok, G?
Cause I ain't 'bout that drama in my lifey
That bad one? That's wifey
You know she bout that life, B
She got red bottoms you ain't never seen
And her soul's covered up nicely
That's blood dipped, I mean blood bought
No SuWoo, but this blood talk
Never thought they'd see
Have a concert in the club, huh?

Them have flu, we na catch the fever
Ya can't cut through my life like degreaser
You coulda never shut the mouth of a believer
Big foot can't fit ina mi sneakers
Them have flu, we na catch the fever
Ya can't cut through my life like degreaser
Yeah
You coulda never shut the mouth of a believer
Yeah big foot can't

Who could step in these size tens?
White boy, cool grey 11's
Since age twelve I represented
Now I'm digging them 13 letters
My church clothes these leather pants
Boy sick? I got medicine
We found the light, Edison
Do God exist? We the evidence (Whoop)
We the children of the Light
You know what I mean?
That's why I'm hating on the
Darkness like Paula Deen
Cause in my hood they masked up
Like it's Halloween
We going hard for the Rock
But we not some fiends
See and the mission we live for is
Bigger than everything you could attain
They trying to hate us for sharing our faith
But I bet that we do it again
Your hubris is humorous
Real talk we true to this
Y'all rappers acting like Ludacris
We unashamed, get used to this, boy

Them have flu, we na catch the fever
Ya can't cut through my life like degreaser
You coulda never shut the mouth of a believer
Big foot can't fit ina mi sneakers (ah)
Them have flu, we na catch the fever
Ya can't cut through my life like degreaser
You coulda never shut the mouth of a believer
Big foot can't fit ina mi sneakers

We have to drop it one away
We have to choose Christ for a better day
Yes sir, we have to drop it one away
Live to see me friends them gone astray
We have to drop it one away
We have to choose Christ for a better day
Yes sir, we have to drop it one away
Live to see me friends them gone astray

Ay, look perpetrating not likely
We live here we don't sightsee
Ain't trying to brag on my service
Telling my left hand where my right be
And it's real rap, no faking
Not some rap dudes who couldn't make it
This ain't the life I chose, boy
It chose me I can't shake it
I can't feel 'em
How come they can kill 'em?
How come I can't heal 'em?
They be drilling me with codiene stripping
Plus they popping pills
So I feel what's popping on the
Charts is popping body parts
And yeah, sometimes my music's
For the church, i call it body art

Them have flu, we na catch the fever
Ya can't cut through my life like degreaser
You coulda never shut the mouth of a believer
Big foot can't fit ina mi sneakers
Them have flu, we na catch the fever
Ya can't cut through my life like degreaser
You coulda never shut the mouth of a believer
Big foot can't fit ina mi sneakers
(Ka-ka-ka)

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Writer(s): ANDY MINEO, LE CRAE DEVAUGHN MOORE, TYRONE ANDREW THOMPSON, TYSHANE THOMPSON