Get to Believing

I got some things to get off my chest, too long I've been hella stressed, let's do it

I've been sleeping in a cell with no splinter cell, my mind's been splintered, can't you tell

Time to choose between heaven and hell,

Hard to choose between wealth and health

I've had my guard up all along,

All the hurt made me feel wrong

Truth never sells, but truth can compel

Stopped me dead in my tracks,

Life gave me a smack

Truth got me ransacked like chris jones gon' sack,

Like hy-vee gon' sack

So jesus gave me a snack, I gave him a stack