Same GOD Lyrics
- Genre:Gospel
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
God is waitin' for you to open up
As if you were dilatin'
Takin' you through stages
I'm hopin' you man up while you're makin'
All them foul moves
That use to be ticky-tack now flagrant
Lost souls, looking for shelter
Play this one LOUD it's Bangin'
Have you ever thought about changin'
The way you live
Rearrange your life to make it better for your kids
Your baby's momma probably did
You gotta get rid of all the drama
The drama will make you lose your lid
There is no comma period
People are out of control
Sellin' they souls
And the devil's takin bids
Pick a number from one through ten
That's what all of his demons are doing
Trying to figure out who's gonna get first dibs
The rest'a get in where they fit in
Homie I ain't kiddin'
If you don't get it together, it's been written
your ways are forbidden
You need to follow what has been written
Commence to repentin'
And this time when you do it
Make sure you've meant it, demented
And if your soul's dirty zestfully clean it
Cause it's never too late to get it straight and redeem it
It's a cold-blooded world is everybody anemic
Taste and see the Lord is good
You can't your spirit's bulimic
Like Jesus told Nicodemus
you need to be born again
If you want to live by the sword
You gon' die by the sword my friend
Commandments there are ten
Please abide in them
You can find'em in Exodus
Chapter Twenty twin, twin
It's time for the best of us to spread the word like Benny Hinn
It's time for the rest of us to shut it-up and just listen
Stop living off hopes and dreams
Your life is no joke it seems
That you have no self-esteem
Burnin' life with gasoline
Say yes, He'll intervene
Examine your inner being
Feel fresh as a winter green
When I spit it like Listerine
Bald headed like Mr. Clean
I'll take you to the extreme
have you shakin just like a feign
just me, myself and Irene
Try to come in between
Separate us like referees
I'll fight to the death of me
Have you fallin' like baggy jeans
What did you expect of me
Readin' me like magazines
Shouldn'ta messed with me
Cause I'll have you posted like figurines
Y'all better be ready whenever you hear the trumpets blow
Stop actin' like a puppets my people
This ain't the Muppet show
This song, you can bump it or dump it
It doesn't matter bro
If I ain't talkin' about takin lives
You'd rather let it go
But it's all good
Look at the man in the mirror
It's like plasma inside the screen
I can see everything clearer
Plus, I hear a voice in my head tellin' me to draw nearer
Jehovah-Jirah my provida
Yeah man on the foreala
The devil's a killa
Steala
God is a heala
Will a man try to rob Him
Just to stack up his scrilla
It's a jungle out there
that makes me a gorilla
The thrilla that's in Manilla
Hard to stop like Godzilla
Full of flava not vanilla
Sick wit it like salmonella
Tired of goin' through these changes
Believe me homie I feel ya
We used to kick it hard
Like we had on some steel toes
EAGLES Fifty yard line
Tryin' to win wit a field goal.
I really hate to say it but my crew was real cold
Pullin' nothin' but big faces right out of our bill folds
Dippin' in low-lows
Fast cars with low pros
Chasin' chicks with bad bodies that women would kill for
For real bro
I feel for you if you ain't right
Life's probably whoopin' your tail
And that's makin' it light
Whatever you're doing wrong
Start makin' it right
God said you're doing wrong
And He's ready to fight
You might as well give up
And just call it a night
Cause you ain't hidin' nothin'
Man it's all in His sight
It's the same God
That separated day from night
It's the same God
That gave the blind man some sight
It's the same God
That helped Moses split the sea
It's the same God
Who gave His Son, so we'd be free
It's the same God
Who said He'd always be our friend
It's the same God
We ALL gotta meet in the END
Whoa
Now that's DEEP