Chorus
Ya see it’s all for Him cuz it’s all from Him
The only thing I’ve ever contributed is my sin
So I’m at it again with a pad and pen
But this time its different I got the spirit within
Man I’m in the zone but I ain’t in it alone
The Spirit’s givin’ lyrics I could never write on my own
Makin’ His glory known till the day that I’m gone
Cuz I don’t rap for me I rap for Him who sits on the throne

Verse1
I once was a young misfit, guilty and convicted
I was blinded on the trail and then scales begun liftin'
No pun intended, my old life I'm done with it
Old Dseeg he’s dead and gone like he was on some hit list
I’m come spittin’, over beats with drums kickin'
How I’m rappin’ over tracks got these cats tongue twisted
Look I'm committed to see the glory that He want scripted
Spirits giving lyrics I'm just here to run with it
I ain't conflicted, I keep my message consistent
I’m no longer standing on sand my foundations unshifted
I come gifted, lyrics flowing like they from liquid
God be flamin’ up my mic sorta like the sun kissed it
I’m done w/ business, for His glory I’ll still run the distance
Spirit’s got my flippin’ over beats like I’m a gymnast
So I’m go’ risk it, no longer heavens unlisted
What I’m writin’ now before I couldn’t comprehend it

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Verse2
Look this cats had it, I couldn’t leave my rap stagnant
Had to have another like I was a breaking bad addict
Got past baggage, the Lord’s conquering my bad habits
Now he’s got me hoppin’ on these beats like I’m a jack rabbit
This track’s classic, knew I had to take a crack at it
I got.. a greater foundation of Rock than Black Sabbath
I’m back at it, destination like a tracked package
Cuz the Spirit writes each line like it be my last passage
It’s mathematics, His glories that attractive
It’s the reason that ya drawn to the song like it has magnets
Ain’t back trackin’, I just get the track crackin’
Cuz this brotha’s on anotha level like I’m back packin’
Takin’ rap captive, it’s overdue like back taxes
All I have is just a gift and so I lift it back at Him
I don’t lack tactics I’m making much of Him and that’s it
Every other objective is just directed to the trash basket

Chorus
Yo it’s all for Him cuz it’s all from Him
The only thing I’ve ever contributed is my sin
So I’m at it again with a pad and pen
But this time its different I got the spirit within
Man I’m in the zone but I ain’t in it alone
The Spirit’s givin’ lyrics I could never write on my own
Makin’ His glory known till the day that I’m gone
Cuz I don’t rap for me rap for Him who sits on the throne

Verse3
There’s no stoppin’ me, God’s gotta monopoly
Nas says, “The World is Yours,” nope, it’s God’s property
I’m rockin’ beats for His glory like the prophets preach
..Spirit’s givin’ gifts like I went and hit the lottery
That’s how it’s gotta be in my spiritual poverty
Cuz the Lord is the Potter I’m just a piece of His pottery
..Pressure’s on top of me to give Him praises properly
Can’t steal the glory like stories of train track robberies
Talk is cheap otherwise there’s no hypocrisy
I praise Him with my lyrics while he’s reigning sovereignly
..Ain’t bout philosophy questioning like I’m Socrates
I seen the footprints I’m convinced that Jesus walks w/ me
He’s the anomaly it’s something of a comedy
Cuz Christian Hip Hop’s not hot not commonly
Takin’ back the economy, makin’ rap His commodity
The James Bond for Jesus I’m a be His Sean Connery

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