Lecrae - Heaven Or Hell Lyrics

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They tell me Crae murk the track
Hurt the rap
Naw dawg, let me pose a question to you
Have you heard of my Dad?
Purchased us back, put mans curse on his back
I worship for that, its my whole purpose in fact
Purple and black, is how we looked Im certain of that
And man I cry when I think of how the Curtain was cracked
But He rose in three days, thats a pertinent fact
And since He created to save me, I serve him for that
I read His Word all the time so He stay on my mind
Flesh rise all the time so I stay on the grind
When its time to go to Heaven I dont pray Im in line
Im a hundred percent positive Im waiting for mine
Aint no ifs, ands, or buts, whos or whats
You walking away from Christ, man you losing touch
Take away your ? man you doing too much
The worlds feet rush into evil, pursuing they lusts

I hope that yall listening well, theres only two places to dwell
Heaven and Hell
And if you representing the first, I pray youre representing well
Heaven and Hell
I hope that yall listening well, theres only two places to dwell
Heaven and Hell
And if you representing the first, I pray youre representing well
Heaven and Hell

Some of yall got it twisted
Hell, why risk it?
Life, can be fixed through Christ, Im a witness
And I dont care about 5 mics or a hit list
Im getting kinda used to gettin dissed as a Christian
Lets get one thing straight,
Out the gate, Im the type of dude to put a slab of truth on your plate
And I dont care if ya heard it twice
I aint trippin if you just left church, ya heard of Christ
Let me tell you what was holdin me
Six hours on the Cross while His Holy Blood flowed for me
What you know about a sacrifice?
When you step off the throne for the same one that snatched your life

Man, let me tell you dawg Christ is real
Without Him you got nothing,
Youre living off of lifes appeals
Make Him Lord in your life
Cause yall in Death Row talking bout ya kinda like that deal..

Hey yo, I might have to bleed for this
Im not ashamed of Christ, theres Romans 116 for this
And I dont care if Im blinded dawg
Everytime I trip and fall, I just be reminded dawg
And you call yourself grinding dawg?
You can served more birds than churches
But you still dying dog
I dont care what city you from
Whether from the suburbs or from the slums but Christ still gon come
And matter of fact, if He come now
You can be a six-eight, heavyweight, but your knees gon bow
Aint no telling Him to ease on down
And when the trumpet sound
And blat everybody see that ground
I dont care about fame and wealth
Put my God on a shelf? Naw Dawg Id rather hang myself!
Forgive me if I cant contain myself!
Cause if YOU DIED, and didnt hear the Gospel, than dog I blame MYSELF!