Lip Service

I got to thank my Lord because he lift me up yeah every time, every time

I got to give all my credit to the Holy Spirit cause he write every rhyme, every rhyme

I don't like no useless conversations

I'm trying to bear fruit like that list up in Galatians

Preach the good news every state and every nation

Just know that Jesus got you, you got to have patience

But if you claim to have the faith

If you claim to feel that wraith

Then your talk better match that walk, match that walk

Why you so faithless little flock, little flock