Verse 1
I feel like my brains trapped/
As the rain smacks the outside of my window/
My heart makes tracks, my veins clasp- my instrumentals /
I'm writing over silent tempos as the violent wind blows/
My shy crescendos-why do we dive for minnows/
Wallowing in the shallow end, following hollow trends/
Full throttle for bravos, bottles, models, and lotto wins/
My goggle lens sees humanity facing calamity/
Chasing vanity laced wit profanity-straight insanity/
I state this candidly to heal�s the goal in my suggestion/
Saying Christ is the answer, but you still don�t know the question/
R&B cats on the radio mistake l*** for love/
I wanna be thrust above to touch the dove/
To escape the sinful world ransacked by vipers/
Anthrax and snipers, Rikers jam-packed with lifers
When Christ comes His majesty will infiltrate this plane
He�ll disintegrate the pain when He infiltrates His name, so�
Verse 2:
shai linne the Soli Deo Gloria fella/
Urban territory dweller, theological storyteller/
Trying to search the mysteries of the Divine is real deep/
It�s like waking up just to find you still sleep/
We thrill seek- Life is precious, many take it for granted/
Paper demanded by lost souls, vacant abandoned/
Naked and stranded-waiting for answers yet hating commandments/
My faith was handed over to me by my Savior who made the planet/
Taking a stand in Philadel- trying to spill it well/
On the real I tell Truth, nobody will chill in hell/
It�s weeping and gnashing, reaching and grasping forever/
But seeking and asking will keep you from crashing, however/
The finite mind can�t comprehend the Lord�s love/
Came so far to touch us-it ain�t like He wore gloves/
Dove HEART FIRST to rescue us from the pit we was in/
Living in sin-Omnipotent King, yet Intimate Friend-that�s why�
Verse 3:
�Cause I refuse to use man�s wisdom/
I�m accused of delusional fanaticism but its musical evangelism/
My lyrics be the tracks and the tracks be the paper/
The spirit�s got my back so in fact this can save ya/
From perverts and tricks and murderous kids and/
It�s my earnest conviction, you�re in the furnace of affliction/
Life has come to be a circus-Wonder what defeats your purpose/
�Cause the one who seeks to hurt us lurks just underneath the surface/
Like D�Angelo said, �They want a slice of the devil�s pie�/
I see the vice in a rebel�s eye/
In my city, the strife level�s high; the poor moan, the scorned roam/
Torn homes make residential areas look like war zones/
Christ was broken and murdered so that those who heard it converted/
Won�t be inserted inside the smoking furnace/
Eternal Flame Thrower on some �Game�s over�/
That�s why we praise Jehovah in these last days of Noah/
The finite mind can�t comprehend the Lord�s love/
Came so far to touch us it ain�t like He wore gloves/
Dove HEART FIRST to rescue us from the pit we was in/
Living in sin-Omnipotent King, yet Intimate Friend-that�s why�
Hook:
We worship fervently; All praise to Christ-
We�ll be worshipping for eternity
I feel like my brains trapped/
As the rain smacks the outside of my window/
My heart makes tracks, my veins clasp- my instrumentals /
I'm writing over silent tempos as the violent wind blows/
My shy crescendos-why do we dive for minnows/
Wallowing in the shallow end, following hollow trends/
Full throttle for bravos, bottles, models, and lotto wins/
My goggle lens sees humanity facing calamity/
Chasing vanity laced wit profanity-straight insanity/
I state this candidly to heal�s the goal in my suggestion/
Saying Christ is the answer, but you still don�t know the question/
R&B cats on the radio mistake l*** for love/
I wanna be thrust above to touch the dove/
To escape the sinful world ransacked by vipers/
Anthrax and snipers, Rikers jam-packed with lifers
When Christ comes His majesty will infiltrate this plane
He�ll disintegrate the pain when He infiltrates His name, so�
Verse 2:
shai linne the Soli Deo Gloria fella/
Urban territory dweller, theological storyteller/
Trying to search the mysteries of the Divine is real deep/
It�s like waking up just to find you still sleep/
We thrill seek- Life is precious, many take it for granted/
Paper demanded by lost souls, vacant abandoned/
Naked and stranded-waiting for answers yet hating commandments/
My faith was handed over to me by my Savior who made the planet/
Taking a stand in Philadel- trying to spill it well/
On the real I tell Truth, nobody will chill in hell/
It�s weeping and gnashing, reaching and grasping forever/
But seeking and asking will keep you from crashing, however/
The finite mind can�t comprehend the Lord�s love/
Came so far to touch us-it ain�t like He wore gloves/
Dove HEART FIRST to rescue us from the pit we was in/
Living in sin-Omnipotent King, yet Intimate Friend-that�s why�
Verse 3:
�Cause I refuse to use man�s wisdom/
I�m accused of delusional fanaticism but its musical evangelism/
My lyrics be the tracks and the tracks be the paper/
The spirit�s got my back so in fact this can save ya/
From perverts and tricks and murderous kids and/
It�s my earnest conviction, you�re in the furnace of affliction/
Life has come to be a circus-Wonder what defeats your purpose/
�Cause the one who seeks to hurt us lurks just underneath the surface/
Like D�Angelo said, �They want a slice of the devil�s pie�/
I see the vice in a rebel�s eye/
In my city, the strife level�s high; the poor moan, the scorned roam/
Torn homes make residential areas look like war zones/
Christ was broken and murdered so that those who heard it converted/
Won�t be inserted inside the smoking furnace/
Eternal Flame Thrower on some �Game�s over�/
That�s why we praise Jehovah in these last days of Noah/
The finite mind can�t comprehend the Lord�s love/
Came so far to touch us it ain�t like He wore gloves/
Dove HEART FIRST to rescue us from the pit we was in/
Living in sin-Omnipotent King, yet Intimate Friend-that�s why�
Hook:
We worship fervently; All praise to Christ-
We�ll be worshipping for eternity