Can’t Help It
I was headed for tha grave
Born with a death wish
Had air in my lungs
But I seemed so breathless
Had no life in me
Until I met this
God who converted me
Like standard to metrics
Now I got a faith
Some consider it reckless
Cuz tha cross is more than tats (Tatoos)
Or bling on a necklace
When I think about that cross
I can’t forget his
Sacrifice, and now
I wanna live regretless
It’ hard to say you got it
If you don’t get this
He ain’t interested in resumes
Or do-good checklists
They say I’m old school
Like Pong & Tetris
Cuz I cling to that cross
I gotta be a witness
It holds more importance
Than a full course breakfast
To some it’s just foolish
And all just senseless
But wait until tha Lord
Breaks your defenses
& ya see tha blood he shed
for your offenses
(hook)
I can’t help, I can’t-can’t help it
I can’t help it- ya know I gotta tell it
I can’t help, I can’t-can’t help it
What I seen & what I heard – ya know I gotta tell it
—repeat twice—
(end hook)
People always askin me
Why I’m gettin’ hyped up
See me so excited, man
& wonder why I’m psyched up
He was bruised & beaten
Like He was in a Fight club
Only difference was
He neva put a fight up
He coulda took ‘em out
But He just held tha light up
Did it cuz He Love Ya, Man
He does more than like ya
Couldn’t recognize him
His body was all sliced up
They nailed Him to tha cross
And then they raised tha Christ up
They mocked Him and they Laughed
But He just raised His Eyes up
Said Father Please forgive ‘em
They don’t know this ain’t tha right stuff
Said that it is finished and
Then He gave His life up
Tha Father turned his face
Cuz He couldn’t stand tha sight of
Tha sin His Son became
So he could pay tha price of
Tha sin that we committed
Now let that sink inside ya
Whether I’m just chillin out
Or on tha stage mic’ed up
I hope to point ya to His cross
As I’m pickin mine up
(hook)
I can’t help, I can’t-can’t help it
I can’t help it- ya know I gotta tell it
I can’t help, I can’t-can’t help it
What I seen & what I heard – ya know I gotta tell it
—repeat twice—
(end hook)
Ain’t nuthin in tha world
Like seein’ God move
& doin things that you ain’t
even know He gonna do
like me & my boy
we was really cool
then his wifey come & tell my wife
that she bein’ abused
I went to his crib
In love I spit tha Truth
I Thought it didn’t work
But that next thing I knew
He packed up his stuff
He just up & moved
Got help now He’s reconciled
& everything’s smooth
This girl at work & I
We were talkin’ bout tha news
About a new law
On a Woman’s right to choose
I gave tha Bible’s views
Wife’s testimony too
Tha next day she told me
What she was bout to do
Was thinking bout abortion
But now that thought is thru
He’s tha joy of her life now
& I think He’s about two
What I’ve Seen, What I Heard
I know that it’s true
I can’t help but talk about it man
how ’bout you?
(hook)
I can’t help, I can’t-can’t help it
I can’t help it- ya know I gotta tell it
I can’t help, I can’t-can’t help it
What I seen & what I heard – ya know I gotta tell it
Close & Clean
Pray I stay as close to the Lord as I can be Just like a kid in a store fulla candy I wanna be there in His presence just amazed Just lookin at His Glory just givin Him the Praise Pray I stay up in His word – that’s how I get to know Him And when I live it out – yeah, that’s how I get to show ‘em But if I put it down and my life look dirty They gon look at me and think tha Lord ain’t worthy But I ain’t worthy to have his grace on me Stay close, stay clean, so I don’t lose my testimony Don’t wanna fall like Autumn or Trip like Lee Let me be like you so they can be like me (Hook) Stay Close/Stay Clean Stay Close/Stay Clean Stay Close/Stay Clean Lord, I’m Prayin’ that I would Stay Close/Stay Clean Stay Close/Stay Clean Stay Close/Stay Clean Lord, Keep Me In Your Word Stay Close/Stay Clean Stay Close/Stay Clean Stay Close/Stay Clean Lord, I’m Prayin’ that I would Stay Close/Stay Clean Stay Close/Stay Clean Stay Close/Stay Clean (T.Stone’s lyrics not yet posted) Keep me covered in ya blood – all clean and squeaky I was lost but you stepped off ya throne to seek me Ya came to save me, ya life you gave me Now I follow you and they all call me crazy But they don’t phase me, I just draw neara & you gon do tha same so I can see you cleara I wanna hear ya when you speak to me Don’t let em see me – let em see you through me This ain’t no movie but you on tha scene And they can see a much better when my life is clean So wipe tha screen so they can see what’s showin’ Blu-Ray got nuthin on this God I’m Knowin!Does He Listen?
You’re Life is really nice Considered a success You rollin’ in that paper So you thinkin’ that you blessed Ya Gotta a nice crib Your ride is really hot You in love with ya girl Can’t believe all thatcha got The epitome or picture Of tha Dream Americana Got tha time and money To do anything ya wanna Was told you needed somethin’ Just to make it all completed, “Add Jesus to ya resume So you don’t end up heated” Got up in that church Heard a prayer that you repeated Waswas like “I got it locked” Thought cha got jus whatcha needed But you didn’t really mean it There’s something thatcha missin If ya still cherish sin There’s no need for Him to listen He ain’t some little trinket He ain’t some nice award He ain’t listenin to those Who refuse to make Him Lord If you love anything More than you love the Son Jesus ain’t cha Lord You broke commandment one! (hook) Does he listen? No He don’t He don’t listen when ya cry Why not? Cuz you still Love that sin up in ya life! Does he listen? No He don’t He don’t hear ya when ya call Him Why not? Cuz you clingin To that nature that is fallin! Does he listen? No man he don’t listen Does he listen? He ain’t gonna listen Does he listen? No man he don’t listen If you cherish sin there’s no need for Him to listen. (end hook) Please don’t get it twisted He hearin’ every word He know every thought And every action on tha earth But he ain’t fooled by lettas All constructed in a sentence He lookin atcha heart & he ain’t yet to see repentance Ya holdin on to sin Cuz you thinkin you control it But when this life is over Gonna wonder who jus stole it Ya listened to a preacher that said it’s about YOU But if you read tha Bible, man You’d know that that ain’t true But you gotcha pride And You say it’s hard to swallow Ya betta chunk it down If it’s Him you wanna follow Tha road ain’t always easy Like some of them would say it And if it really is Then show me where tha Bible say it He said that He’d be with us We’d neva be forsaken But cha can’t serve 2 masters Cuz one you will be hatin’ Tha other you’ll be lovin’ But how is that determined If ya don’t let go of sin That’s tha master that you servin’! (hook) Does he listen? No He don’t He don’t listen when ya cry Why not? Cuz you still Love that sin up in ya life! Does he listen? No He don’t He don’t hear ya when ya call Him Why not? Cuz you clingin To that nature that is fallin! Does he listen? No man he don’t listen Does he listen? He ain’t gonna listen Does he listen? No man he don’t listen If you cherish sin there’s no need for Him to listen. (end hook) Ya say he oughtta listen You think you so important Like God ain’t got that right To hear ya speak & keep ignorin Cuz whatcha gotta say Ought ta capture His attention But you full of that envy And that selfish ambition Them acts of ya nature Yeah they so apparent but tha kingdom of God Is whatcha won’t inherit If ya keep holdin’ on To that sin thatcha cherish He suffered & he died So thatcha wouldn’t perish He didn’t take a beat down So thatcha could be richer He didn’t take that cross To paint a pretty picture He ain’t just a God You can throw up in tha mixture He’s tha eternal One Tha everlastin’ fixture Ya wanna come to Him? Gotta do it on His terms He ain’t gonna change So you can do it on yours If he didn’t need to die On tha cross – why’d he do it? Can’t love him if ya still Love tha sin that nailed Him to it. (hook) Does he listen? No He don’t He don’t listen when ya cry Why not? Cuz you still Love that sin up in ya life! Does he listen? No He don’t He don’t hear ya when ya call Him Why not? Cuz you clingin To that nature that is fallin! Does he listen? No man he don’t listen Does he listen? He ain’t gonna listen Does he listen? No man he don’t listen If you cherish sin there’s no need for Him to listen. (end hook) Lift Him Up (hook) We gon lift him up Lift Him up and put it down We gon lift him up Lift him up and put it down We gon lift him up Lift Him up and put it down We gon lift Him up When we put it down —Repeat— (end hook) Romans 12:1 He comin’ with an urge To do somethin’ that you Ain’t maybe neva heard To present cha body maybe you ain’t seein’ Ya body ain’t cha flesh Cuz he meas ya whole bein Tha fact jus this We was born straight naughty But in view of God’s mercy Oughtta offer up our bodies As a sacrifice And one that is livin Holy to our God And we know that this’ll please Him An act of your spirit that involve tha will Tha heart and tha mind More than rituals that kill That’s our act of worship He get lifted like that & We gon’ lift Him up No matter where we at Our life is our worship And our worship is our life, man Stay up in tha Word, dog Get it off that night stand Cuz If you ain’t up in it it ain’t all up in you If you don’t live it out then how they know it’s true? (repeat hook) you can catch me in tha dirty that’s where I hang around In tha A-T-L You can catch me puttin’ down If I’m in anotha state Maybe in anotha town Bring sum boyz out Cuz they may just like tha sound And when they hear tha sound Imma hit ‘em with tha Script His Word is flowin’ out And His name is what I lift they may jus call me crazy Cuz I’m bout my Father’s Biz I don’t DO this Christian thing, man That’s jus what I is I wanna look jus like Him So they call me “Little Christ” It’s more than Sunday Morn It’s every second of my life It’s way beyond my talkin’ Maybe I should make it cleara I gotta be a doer Not enuff to be a heara And when I bring tha truth Gotta bring tha love with it If tha truth ain’t brought in love Then we might as well forgit it It may be nice for them To see sum Christians unashamed Cuz when we live it out That’s how we liftin’ up His name (repeat hook) It ain’t enuff to say, man That cha gonna pray man When you see someone in need And then ya walk away man If ya got tha means to Do somethin’ about it Say you got faith but act that way – I really doubt it What they really need Is a faith that they can see Cuz they can’t see ya faith Without cha showin’ em your deeds Don’t believe that that’s true Jus look in James Two Show me faith without deeds I’ll show ya mine by what I do Justified by faith alone But not faith that is alone That’s a Martin Luther Quote didn’t come outta my dome Is you a foolish dude? Want sum evidence provided? Look at Abraham How he was credited as righteous Believed God enuff To put his son upon tha alter Action from his faith Do you trust tha One that called ya? Ya know they work together Just to make ya faith complete It ain’t wrong to spit that Truth But it oughtta have sum feet
That Cross
When ya think of that cross that was covered in blood What comes to ya mind – what are ya thinkin’ of That cross at Calvary where tha savior died I’m talkin’ bout That Cross where He was crucified Where they took long nails and they hammered ‘em in To His hands and His feet, though He knew no sin But He became sin and He took your place A picture of Love, true mercy and grace But He only suffered once and believe that’s plenty Hebrews 9:28 said it was once for many God demands punishment for sin committed Jesus satisfied justice – at tha cross He did it Foolishness to you if you tha perishin’ type I’m only boastin’ in that cross so forget that hype To us who bein’ saved – the cross the power of God You can say whatcha want but we know we been called Hook That cross, that cross – that tree that was cursed For death in that day – there was nuthin worse That cross is tha place where my wrath was taken By tha One who died as my propitiationTha wrath I deserved – it wasn’t withheld When Christ was on tha cross – that’s where it was spilled He absorbed every bit of tha wrath that’s mine I ain’t sure – but maybe that was runnin’ through his mind When he was sweatin’ blood in Gasthemene And said “if possible let this cup pass from me” But He was obedient even to death I can’t imagine tha relief when He took His last breath It wasn’t like He only paid tha cost for one - Tha only perfect man – also God’s son 110 billion – maybe even more The people on this earth with all tha ones before Plus all tha ones to come – numbers we don’t know He was bruised and wounded cua he loves us so Imagine all that wrath and He was soakin’ it up I gotta stop for a minute cuz it’s chokin’ me up Hook That cross, that cross – that tree that was cursed For death in that day – there was nuthin worse That cross is tha place where my wrath was taken By tha One who died as my propitiation When I think about that wondrous cross I think of how the blood He shed was not lost Cuz if that blood was lost -it was all for nuthin’ He invested that blood so he could get back somethin’ He gained many sons and many daughters, too But there’s a few questions that I got for you: Did ya come to that cross and lay your burden down? Did you repent of all your sin? Did ya turn around? Did ya take that easy yoke and that burden light? Or did you just say a prayer and thought that you “Got Right.” It ain’t about them words – it’s that heart He judges Do you still love sin? Are you holdin’ them grudges? There’s room at tha Cross if you ready to come You can’t really love Him ’til you know what He’s done Without wisdom of words I preach the Gospel of Christ Cuz there’s power in That Cross to bring a dead man life!
His M.O.
People always tryin to figure My God out Like how does He work & what is He all about Well if you wanna know How my God’s workin’ Open up tha scripture We can take a look in First Corinthians But some would say “Hey – God only works In Mysterious ways” But that ain’t what I’m seein’ In front of my eyes It says He chose the foolish Just to shame tha wise Tha weak shame tha strong Do you get that? Now Think of whatcha were When He was callin you out Not many were wise By tha standard of humans Not many had power When it came to influence But God got a way Of turnin standards around Ya know He got a way of Flippin’ things upside down Like when He gave me this mission And told me to go I said “God I’m too old Plus I don’t fit tha Mold” (Hook) That’s His MO, His Method His Mode of Op That’s how He get things done & he can’t be stopped That’s His MO, His Modus Operandi Doin’ things in ways That tha world say can’t be That’s His MO, His Method His Mode of Op That’s how He get things done & he can’t be stopped That’s His MO, His Mode Of Operation Usin’ foolish things For His glorification (end hook) I was like “God Is it for real? Do you really want me To grab tha mic and go spill These rhymes to tha people? Now don’t get me wrong I love readin’ scriptures I like writin’ songs But I’m just afraid That they won’t accept me And they might not like it When I bring it correctly And what about tha ones So stuck in their ways That don’t get that this is all For your glory and praise They may dismiss me Because I’m not eloquent Or say I’m out here Tryin to make you relevant But you were relevant Long before I was spittin’ (rappin) And you were God long before Tha musik was hittin’ I’m down in tha culture I’m speakin’ tha language I treasure Your Word, God, I ain’t tryin’ to change it. But you tell me Be Still And know that you’re God Then you show me how you did it With that Jericho wall (repeat hook) You’re like “Just Forget it- Man it’s impossible What God said to do Is way too illogical!” But if YOU could do it & made ya own story Tell me how it is That He would get any glory? Ya refuse to believe He can do somethin’ with ya well He can, I’mma prove it I’mma back it with scripture Look how tha sea parted when Moses raised up tha staff And what about Noah When tha people just laughed At him as he built tha ark Then they felt tha rain How you think he felt When tha flood finally came? Look at David, just tha youngest Ruddy shepherd boy But he was tha one God chose to anoint Look how Jesus chose disciples that weren’t religious Fishermen and Tax Collectors Got them Pharisees jealous Look at tha cross how it used to mean The end and your death Now it means a new beginnin’ Cuz it’s death to your flesh (Repeat hook)
