H.I.C. (Honesty-Integrity-Conviction) Lyrics

It's a long shot tryna keep the people honest

It's the wrong spot for us to be knee deep in our own vomit

Truth hurts, it cuts to the quick, much like the prophets

The news burns it's divided disunited out for profits

While lies are in process polluting minds and called modest

I'm astonished, by people's expertise that's no higher than a novice

And I'll be the first to say I'm not the strongest

Can't predict the end of time, nah, I'm no Nostradamus

Yet I'm not an ignoramus

No, I'm not following Mohammed

I'm not a hater either

Truth is, I'm ruthless toward myself and a world of loose kids

Needing discipline and reality checks from these illusions

Elusive as truth gets, we need to harness it before becoming useless

Salt without it's saltiness, dry fruits, they're all juiceless

Taste God's good let's kill the confusion

Hear me when I say it's only good with Christ in it

Fear him and obey is how we bring the life innit

Hard to say I'm White play to politics light skinning

Me alive for the moment I'm keepin my sight centered

We've all struggled with sinning, from the beginning

We entered a world of broke mortals, creating portals

In the mind, postmodern by design, truth is left behind

Aah, you monkey

Integrity comes from the Latin word integer meaning whole or complete

No fragmentations or disparity within the concept in question

True to form pure in its fullness

How do I get away from the hell in myself

How do I stand and face all I've failed and excel

Where is my faith when I'm fearfully overwhelmed

I know there's a Way to freedom in something else

I've lied, stolen, cheated, and broken my own self

I was tied up and beaten a hostage inside my own cell

I told myself again and again no way I would fail

The lies kept me broken and hurting thoughts perverted

Just a nerd kid, teenager flirting with death and girls lurking

Shirking response to my abilities, talented but lazy attitude

My heart only for pleasure, instant grat, without the gratitude

Kill me make me a martyr is what the truth say

Still me shake me until the unhealthy roots break

Fill me make me a product of something you'd be

Chill me out so I can sense and see what you see

Kill me make me a martyr is what the truth say

Still me shake me until the unhealthy roots break

Fill me make me a product of something you'd be

Chill me out so I can sense and see what you see

A snake in the garden is where the despair started

In Adam all fell, sin convicted man without a pardon

Sleepin with sin will be the reason our hearts harden

Here's where it hurts listen we headed to uncharted

Territory, scared the story, will end without victory

Sick by forty

No passion or interest could push away what's mandatory

Self glory fizzled, leaving you confused and a little horny

It's soundin corny, yet you livin pleasure by any measure

Where's your treasure

You only live for feeling good or whatever

However, you should remember forever is a long time

No power to rewind, moving forward by design

There's no other way to truth if it's rooted in divine

Siren's singing lullabies got you by surprise

Dashed by the rocks you were warned you were blind

But the truth always hurts, accept it and you will find

Love breaks hatred, light through dark times

Truth breaks Satan, fight through harsh lies

Love breaks nations, Christ will still shine

Yeah, Christ will still shine