Faith

All of us serve the same masters, all of us nothin' but slaves

Never forget in the story of Jesus, the hero was killed by the state

Lord, I thank You for this man, but can You come back and get him?

But you can never walk on water if you still fear the sea

How's he God if he lets Lucifer let loose on us?

You showed me that everything was black because my eyes were closed

I gotta make it to Heaven for going through Hell

No, I wasn't born in Ghana, but Africa is my momma

God on my line after all, but I ain't pick up when he called

Matter of fact, I ain't pick up at all, cause my bills paid now

Said my grace now, my lights is still on, so why would I pray now?

I keep an eye on heaven and a ear to the street

'Cause when we walk into heaven, nobody's name gon' exist

I don't make Christian rap, but I am a Christian rapper.

I did without until I did within

I said on beat what I wrote in pen

I gave my all without givin' in

But it's a thin line between heavenly divine and a livin' a life of sin

I'm not mad at God, I just can't get out of bed

The more you walk with God, the harder it is to scrape your knee

You can overcome anything you undergo

I am a walking affirmation, that imagination

And focus and patience gets you closer to your aspiration

If Jesus came back, Mother, where you think he'd be?

Probably in these streets with me

I play my part, and my heart seem colder than March

But on the flipside of things, it's still warmer than June

I have talks with the Lord, and he'll be callin' me soon, what?

When my grandma died I realized I got an angel

Show me everything's a blessing dependin' on the angles

The Devil put me on his whipping post

The Lord did not 'low him to whip me

So I went to sleep as free as can be and the next day, my son got a kidney

The only thing that can kill me is death, that's the only thing that can ever stop me, is death, and even then my music will live forever.

But I don't like drama, so I stay to myself

Keep focus with this rap shit and pray for the wealth

God really exists? I'll tell you, like this: it reside inside

And anybody tell you different just sellin' you religion tryna keep your ass in line

Shit been fucked up 'cause they don't talk about Christ

Everybody trying to die young but who gon' talk about life?

They never say gettin money slows your prayers up

You can get the money, you can get the power

But keep your eyes on the Final Hour

Saturday sinners, Sunday morning at the feet of the Father

Sometimes I sit and look at life from a different angle

Don't know if I'm God's child or I'm Satan's angel

Universal truth is not measured in mass appeal

This is the last time that I kneel and pray to the sky

'Cause almost everything that I was ever told was a lie

Try finessin' my way into Heaven

Might hit that gate, might fall from grace

Splat, on the concrete, real street runner

I don't love people enough to put my faith in man

Forgive me for my sins and all the evil in the hearts of men

We do not worship no devil, man. People ask me that shit every day. There's no way you could have had our success worshipping the devil.

Made my first million fucking dollars

Bought a Bible, oh yeah, God got me

Made my second million dollars, bought a chopper and binocular

I'm scared, this shit don't happen to everybody

When Banksy put the vest on me

Felt like God was testin' me

I'm still here, take notes, and let hope float (I know...)

Ain't been to church in a while, but it ain't just 'bout how you just praise Him

In the building, it's about how you praisin' Him while you out

People say, ‘God got something for everybody to do but, if you don’t seek Him out, you’ll never know

But if I have to go, I pray my soul is still eternal

And my mama don't forget about me

God is who we praise

Even though the Devil's all up in my face

But He keepin' me safe and in my place

This is jazz, this is funk, this is soul, this is gospel

This is sanctified sex; this is player Pentecostal

I just need the junkies and the liars and the theives

I need the pimps, prostitues and pushers out the streets

That's where I'm seeking God cuz that's where he found me

I want to be able to be brave enough and trust God enough to say what it is that most people are afraid to say.

In my heart, I mean well, but if You'll help me to grow

Then what I have in my heart, will begin to show

Because I am highly favored by God I experience great victories

Supernatural turnarounds and miraculous breakthroughs; in the midst of great impossibilities

Pray but work hard at the same time. People just be waiting for stuff to happen. You gotta get up, especially in a world like this.

'Cause who Jah bless, let no one curse

Third surgery, they couldn't stop the bleeding for real

Then he died, God himself will say, "You fuckin' failed," you ain't try

And the curse turned to grace when the hurt turned to faith

No more runnin' or slidin' in the dirt, 'cause I'm safe

For real

E'rybody's a star, e'rybody shine

Follow your heart and not mankind

Sucker M.C.'s could never swing with D

Because of all the things that I bring with me

Only G-O-D could be a king to me

And if the G-O-D be in me, then the king I be

Baptized in eternal fire, I'll shed so many tears

If I hadn’t met the devil here I wouldn’t realize I was strong enough to overcome the obstacles that devil placed in my path.

There's only one God and he's not just above

There's only one woman and there's only one love

now that it’s my time, I’m a very firm believer in that if it’s for you, it’s gon’ be for you.

Watchin' God play his life violin

Happily, an instrumental in the wind

Faith of a mustard seed, I kept growing

I knew that this life was meant for me

If it don't touch my soul, then I can't listen to it

I treat the beat like it's a reverend

I tell the truth like, "Father, forgive me, these are all my confessions"

Man, this wasn't luck, it was destined

Everything will come to you, what you deserve will come to you.