[Chorus: Bryann Trejo]

Hey, you don't pray the way you suppose to pray, do you?

You don't say, what you suppose to say, do you?

You don't live the way you suppose to live

You don't forgive the way God forgive

You don't really know who Jesus is, do you?

[Verse 1: Bryann Trejo]

You got good at, hidin' things that make you look bad

You shouldn't look at, the things you know you shouldn't look at

Keep your hocus pocus, you act bogus wit your flaws, man

It's that to say you still got mocos in your nose, man

Get ready for the kick off, lift off, it's hip hop, dippin' from the rock

Kick off, yeah, if you flip flop flip, you get no respect

Hey, this that born again believin', on my way to Sunday service

Can't you see what Jesus doin', how He movin' in my worship

Hit the super bowl with my brothers, let us huddle up like it's the last down

Any other name that exalt itself, hеy, let the truth be told, and gеt cast down

What you finna' do when the demon come approach you?

Why you finna' do it if the devil doesn't know you?

He will expose you, watch what he show you

That ain't really you, when you rappin' on the Pro Tool

Don't fall for the hype, they do it for likes

It's all about stage, it's all about mics

It's all about them, they say it's not them

They playin' pretend and they comin' for Christ

I'm aimin' at the serpent head until his head come off

I'm holdin' on this double edge, watch how I set this off

Don't be so hideous, don't be a hypocrite

Don't be illiterate, don't be an idiot

You be considerate, you should consider it

[?] consider the love that is 'gitimate

I'm on the internet, all on the internet

Christ is the King of Kings, no one get rid of 'em

This is the literal, intimate, sentiment

I could care less, who don't like, who ain't feelin' it, yeah

[Chorus: Bryann Trejo]

Hey, you don't pray the way you suppose to pray, do you?

You don't say, what you suppose to say, do you?

You don't live the way you suppose to live

You don't forgive the way God forgive

You don't really know who Jesus is, do you?

[Verse 2: Kurtis Hoppie]

Dif dat, rif raf, fear, here I'm talkin' like dis dat

Prayin', curse my God lift up

Big facts, big facts, can't stop I found my wife

Pray to God that's Adonai

Lift Him up, we edify, watch my opps come to life

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Got too many demons on my neck to be fightin' with brethen

Oil on my head, got that annointin' from the heaven

Hip hop for the saints, they might play this up in heaven

It's easy, got four, five, six, right with me

These demons fall, they sneaky

They're from the spawn, no E.T

When I don't bear fruit, we sleepy

In a foreign exchange, can't fool me

You can't buy Jesus, not clean

You might dis'pear like Houdin'

Now, look what He did, I was trappin' in sin

My life was a lost, now I'm winnin', I'm winnin'

A thief in the night came and stole my addiction

He wanted the smoke, now I'm no longer, uh, uh, uh

Every now and then, I gotta clear my throat

Devil want to come and try to still my home

How can I stop, when I feel that where ere' I go

Yes, the more that I know, and You're grace still shows

Been a minute for the faithful that winnin'

I got a reason in my mind, I gotta bring her back home

Heaven on the earth, I gotta infinite feelin'

Cannot predict when does it come, but I know that my God won

Been a minute, we're really in it, really prayin' for the lost, with a life sentence

Really prayin' for my enemies, they might get it

And, I really won't stop 'til my life's with the heir

[Chorus: Bryann Trejo]

Hey, you don't pray the way you suppose to pray, do you?

You don't say, what you suppose to say, do you?

You don't live the way you suppose to live

You don't forgive the way God forgive

You don't really know who Jesus is, do you?

[Verse 3: Antwoine Hill]

Jesus got me shinin', like a diamond in the sun

Who'd a knew, He'd make me new, He found a diamond in the rough

All my grindin' ain't enough, gotta line and got me stuck

If you read between the lines, you see I'm rooted in His love

Talkin' stupid, make you tough boy, that's so foolish

I pull up like, what it do, if it ain't pointin' them to You, then it's a dub

I be ridin' with my crew, it ain't my crew because we thug

It's 'cuz we all ride for Jesus plus He pulled us out that mud

Man, these streets can be way colder then the fan, and no window

In the winter, with no heat, in the middle of December

Tell me, why would I go back, boy?

It's a fact that I live different

Every place I ever lack, boy, He provided in an instant

Man, ain't ashamed to be a Christian, spirit cookin' up these verses

Like propane was in my system, set me free from all these curses

It ain't lame to be a Christian, boy, my pain made me a witness

I maintain that He has risen, glad He came, 'cuz this hit different

They say fake is the new normal, and that loyalty is rare

That they'll stab you in the back, actin' like they ain't never care

They say real is non existent, boy, I found out He existed

Not the way that we all think, because these people ain't consistent

For real

[Chorus: Bryann Trejo]

Hey, you don't pray the way you suppose to pray, do you?

You don't say, what you suppose to say, do you?

You don't live the way you suppose to live

You don't forgive the way God forgive

You don't really know who Jesus is, do you?

[Verse 4: Lucky Luciano]

God already knew where I was gonna fall short before He called me

He don't change His mind about those chosen and He sovereign

My flesh failed, but He don't, He faithful when I'm not

I don't deserve these blessings and this favor that I got

Brought me out of that valley full of them dry bones, Ezekiel

Ups and downs, they come and go, they try you and it's seasonal

His grace good, I been approved, His spirit living inside me

Elohim, my King, they tell 'em, demons get behind me

Soldiers on the battlefield, the kingdom is at hand

Hey, [?] stay out the way, and Jesus where I stand (Yeah)

Religious people in the common, it's why I'm on the frontline serving

My righteousness of filthy rag, compared to Him, is worthless

On my knees, I'm prayin', Lord, come take my heart and search it

He told me boy don't worry 'bout it, He already made a purchase (Yeah)

He paid my debt, He is a lamb, took them nails, all in His hand

Our God paid love, can't understand, but this all part of His perfect plan

Seekin' Him, keep seekin' Him, I ain't preachin', but I speak to them

Promise they gon' come to life, as soon as He come breath in 'em

Fake boys, gon' manifest, expose the darkness with the light

Lyrics are so spirit-filled, I might start rappin' in tongues tonight