crossover

, yeah, they gon' hate this one, they gon' hate us cause we love him so much, but it's finna go down dawg, yeah we gon' represent him tonight, you can find me in a church, focused and alert, no suit and tie, jeans and a t-shirt, i'm into praising god because he made us out of dirt, and plus he gave his life for this world's evil works, so flirt with that, most of y'all can't jerk with that, cause it ain't no benefits and no perks with that, still gotta' live your life on this earth with that, but we live eternally and i can work with that, holla, yeah i cheated, yeah i lust within, but guess what that's why i trust in him, see you thinkin' that you ain't that bad, you just lying to yourself playboy you better check your health, while you're all about the cash and ice, hope you ready for change you just broke the first commandment twice, and i know that you done stole before, if it wasn't a gun it was some gum from the grocery store, it's all sin to god, man look into god, you guilty, you ain't even a friend to god, sin gotta' high price it'll cost your life, but god fit that bill on the cross with christ, the crossover from death to life, what's the hold up accept the christ, we flex the mic to rep for christ, so we can put your soul at rest tonight, yo, i don't catch the spirit i'm all filled up, i can't lose it either i'm all sealed up, and you can bet yo life, i'm a rep for christ, one taste he'll get you right, folks is thinking they christian, but when they sinnin', they don't feel the conviction that the spirit is givin', and they keep living life like, "that's cool with me.", y'all people ain't fooling me, try to play me to the left like i'm trying to get deep on them, this is real talk dawg, you better peep somethin', this ain't that philosophic rap like 'harmoynm', and i ain't talking about the god you heard about from mom and them, put that blunt out dawg, put down the heineken, "man god understands" what? come again, i guess you think that god is kinda' like yo momma huh?, like he ain't even trippin' on your sinnin and your drama, yo, life's way more then ice and rims, and you don't make enough to pay the price of sin, and god's gon' judge you dawg that's reality, saying you don't believe is like saying there ain't no gravity, then running off to go jump a cliff, and when you hit the ground tell me what you get, hey, why you running from the freedom of the gospel?, you hostile, you're looking like your lucifer's apostle, but god got you, and though we all deserve death he still keep putting breath in your nostrils, but you treat him like an obstacle, see him come at your convenience like a stop and go, waiting for a sweeter deal or a sign or something, like god ain't come down and die or something, trust me dawg god wants the best for you, that's why the gospel of christ is addressed to you,