Ah, the sun is out, birds are chirpin, husbands are hugging their wives. Looks like a beautiful day to die to me. I got some brothers to help me. Talk about crucifying the flesh.
Take up that cross and
Wake up in the morning – pistolwhip myself
Watch my flesh, layin on the floor
Screamin out for help no can do!
You got no rule over me
Romans chapter 6, Luke 923
I love the Lord to much to gratify my sinful flesh
Cuz man Im far from perfect
But Im close to fresh
Flesh wants to scrimmage, he just lost one
Satan mad at the concert cuz he just lost some
We toss the seas through music
And pray the Lord increase
Then celebrate with our music
Cuz our flesh deceased
But I know with every moment
Its back to risin up
So I stay packed with the Sword
Ready to knife em up
And I aint playin, little homie
I hate you in every bone
Im circumcized heart
?? Smooth stones
Who you trying to challenge like you the monster?
Cant wait till your sentenced to death
Period. To end the drama
Cuz today is a good day to die
now wanta flesh akeep on burnin
Bare your crosses each day when you rise
You know the world akeep on turnin
For my God left the grave He is alive
So make a flesh sacrifice
And for his pain, oh ourselves we deny
less of we more of The King
No, No, No, No, No
No, No, No, No, No
Ay Ay Ay-Ay Ay x2
Spent my whole life stackin up chips, yeah.
Worked my whole life just to get rich, yeah.
Dad will be happy if I build the Kingdom
Confused cuz I just lost one.
Everything is vanity – the sun sheds light
Where the wind blows – you cant see with the eye
So why try to catch what you cant even hold?
Rivers flow to the sea, but its not full
Frowns crash down, Joy is only from You
No more plastic? Lord, I only want You
Earth is not Heaven
Cry now – laugh later
Theres nothing here to save us
Cuz life is but a vapor
Cuz today is a good day to die
now wanta flesh akeep on burnin
Bare your crosses each day when you rise
You know the world akeep on turnin
For my God left the grave, He is alive
So make a flesh sacrifice
And for his pain, oh ourselves we deny
less of we more of The King