V.1

God and man have broken up my dirty, just like Destiny's Child

We need a Nas and Jigga, we Christians call that, to reconcile

Now what's beef? worse than part uno, dos, tres

It's mankind steady dying, walking apart from grace

The unseen is sin, it's circulating like cancer cells

You selling work, Christ the Savior come through and cancel your sale

He's calling men to repent, just dirty answer your cell

And He can cancel convicted felons from satan's jail

Since Adam sin, this fallen world, we've entered and fell

And broken God's laws, now all sentenced to hell

But you want them spinning rims, spinning on them big wheels

Big thrills, plus you want you five chicks like 5th wheel

I be on that Christian life, you be on that kryptonite

Where you gonna be if you and your peeps happen to slip tonight

That's why you see Christians write gospel raps and gospel hymns

You can learn a lesson paying attention to them revolving rims

V.2

Instead of rolling with the Holy Ghost, cat's rather roll on 24s

Gripping grain, switching lanes, gain the world just to lose their soul

Man it's hard for me to see you perish, just to cop something with 80 carats

Listen, Christians will inherit more than Nikki Hilton and Paris

Yeah you riding old school, 64 Chevy Impala

Yeah it's cool but what if you get to heaven and can't call Him Father

Get to heaven and gotta call Him judge coz you loved blowing swisher sweets

Coz your love truly was more putting spreewells on your feet

So that means that you esteem material things over the King

Rolling Jeeps with plenty screens than have peace with G-O-D

Jesus said that He's the Christ, shining bright like Neon lights

Jesus said that He's the Christ, shining bright like Neon lights

But our hearts love the dark, plus our deeds are evil man

Check the hood, that's why thugs let them desert eagles bang

But life is spinning like them rims, let us in? man He can't

After we die, if we deny Him just to ride on that candy paint

V.3

Yeah it's true, Jesus does love the hood man

Especially cats whose recipe is that wood grain

Mixed with that gloss on that Chevy, off in that candy paint

Who's getting bent off in they sin from drinking that drink

But it's these same ones, He'll cut off and separate 'em

From His love and His grace, He's given us an ultimatum

On a scale from 1 to 10, coz our sin, zero we rate Him

We were shaped in this sin, now our nature makes us hate Him