Verse 1: Hey when they see ya boy, what's they first impression? Probably not a teen redeemed from the worst transgressions That's repented from the path of His first ancestors Was cursed but since rebirth this person's dressed in The glorious righteousness of Christ They probably think I'm on the stage 'cause I like the mic Or like to get hype, but really I'm laid back main But sometimes could lose my mind if you say that name (Who?) Jehohah Jireh, my soul's provider
Life without Him's a contradiction like bein' poor with Prada I done wrote a lot of flows, in my soul's a fire That shut up in my bones, ah my soul desire Is for some slick guys to the know the Lord He died But still the Son did rise like it was mornin' time So if you think you fully satisfied wit a vette wit chrome You better check yourself like playin' chess alone
I'm a stranger, is Earth really my residence? Nope I'm a alien and I can't wait to rest at home My dress ain't always fresh to def I ain't impressed wit clothes But Christ, He's the key to life dog and death's the door (and rebirth) Since the moment I believed, my flesh was broke Sin lost it's control and death it's hold So maybe now you'll understand and get up in ya brain Why ya boy so young and unashamed
Verse 2: They don't associate ya boy wit Christ Jesus kid 'Cause I got my hat cocked and my jeans is big No suit and tie, tall tees and kicks But you ain't gotta be a geek to preach that Jesus lives So it's almost strange when they see me hit tha street blocks 'Cause with my life I copy Christ like a Xerox No heat cocked, I roll wit the Lord and Wit a team full of Saints like I play for New Orleans We hold each other accountable when seekin sound doctrine Through Christ we been found not guilty without Cochran
We kingdom people selected to rep His name Forget bout cheddar main, Christ is the better thing I don't let no weapon hang, I don't roll wit thugs That's holdin drugs and spendin all they dough in clubs I roll wit a gang of believers that's crazy for Jesus
That's saved from the flames and unashamed of His teachings Cats be like, "You just a baby, how you know about the Lord?" To know Jehovah at His core we had to open up our swords We read His word on a daily, His inspired text And submit to the Spirit dog, we died to flesh I confess, they tell us that our youth is bein wasted Instead of jewels up in a bracelet, we speak truth each time we make hits So maybe now it's stuck up in ya brain Why the 116 is so young and unashamed
Verse 3: Cats don't really understand, they think I lost my mind They hood on they back, but I rock a cross on mine Walk wit Christ in light, blood bought plus I'm Not dark as night, I'm light because I sought His shine I was livin' for today, was always caught in crimes Bout guilty as O.J., my talk and walk declined The Boss of time and space, but I put that to rest man I saw my old life, it wasn't right like my left hand Now He orders my steps and with Him is how I walk bro
Got off the highway to Hell and I took the cross roads Now I'm walkin with Christ, what beautiful thing It's cooler than fame, more precious than jewelry and chains Most think God is just old school like Kool and the Gang They wanna be like Jeezy, Jay-Z and Ludacris main But I'm here today to say that if you want a greater day Don't fade away, cling to Christ and His amazing savin grace If you a Christian who accepted the King and you clean We gotta move, the Lord is pleased when we play on His team I hope young believers understand, I pray it's in ya brain If we love the Lord we must be young and unashamed
Compositores: William Lee Barefield (Trip Lee), Tony Robert Shepherd (Tony Stone), Cameron Durand Dukes ECAD: Obra #13209746