Ahh feel this outstanding phenomena

The mic get rocked while the Good News is bombing ya

Bob Young, patiently waiting 'til God come

Salute Him, He'll say, welcome Bobby, the job done

Until then, I'm in your inner city building

Preaching the truth, coz y'all done lied to the children

Talk what I know, what I've seen, the pain in the gutter

Single parent for a time, even knew the pain of a mother

A witness in this final hour, but let me clarify

Hope the Watchtower, you turn to powder

Some brothers will forfeit their life to rep the block

After they drop, people urinate right on the same spot

Now they forgotten, dead and gone

Just a memory, remember we

Used to talk about God over Hennessy

I never really thought He understood the hood

Till I separated the real Christ from Hollywood

It's like fire shut up in my bones

So I spit fire on the microphone

The devil is a liar and we make it known

Jesus Christ the Messiah

Forever on the throne

And since everybody get their moment in the sun

I'ma use mine to praise the God who made the sun

And made your lungs and made your tongues

But I know, y'all rather talk about major funds

Attention span shortened by Illuminati program

Manipulating Uncle Sam but that's another Jam

If loving God is wrong, I don't wanna be right

Christ will run up on y'all soon like a thief in the night

I'ma late 80's lyricist, last of a raw breed

He Master, we all see, disaster, we all bleed

Before Him, we all stand, before Him, we all man

But when the books open, sadly we ain't all fam

Christ Jesus all the way, I'm gung-ho with this

Even if I never blow with this and no one notices

God see me, believe me, and through Him

I escape from death better than Houdini

Contrary to popular opinion

Jesus Christ hold dominion

Over every government, gangster and minion

Fast lane tricking, telling me, cash reign

But death before you 30 ain't hot, that's insane

And if you over that

Praise Jehovah that He spared your life

And you still got a shot to give your soul to Christ

I've seen masses of media, manipulated minds

Sleep unstable, sedated by cable

Believe fable, fiction

So when I come with the Crucifixion

I'm met with mad friction

Bob Young, believer, fever, the prognosis

If there's a cure for this you can keep the dosage

I got the sweetest hangover like Diana

Spoke the word to the Hulk and he changed to Bruce Banner

Hosanna, Christ rocked the thorn bandana

To save y'all from eternal life in the slammer