The devil is a big idiot

Yeah

For my niggas walking round with they eyes closed

It’s a difference between being blind

And deliberately choosing to not see what’s right in front of your face man

God gives grace to the humble

But He’s the rock of all offenses to the proud for real

Pick yo side nigga

It’s on

Yeah

America’s the lair of the heretics

And the lamest preachers who remain egregious

So we bang and let the gangstas teach us

And even though we squeeze a flamer that be maiming creatures

Man at least we’re not out here playing with the name of Jesus

They claim they love the streets but they don’t train to reach us

Daily they see the pain we in yet they remain facetious

And they treat us like pariahs with some strange diseases

And leave us hanging but the Messiah came to see us

And He aborted none He was pro life

In His wisdom He gave vision to His niggas with no sight

And He slummed it with the gunnas and He hung with the low lifes

And He summoned in them youngins

From them glum of them cold nights

And He straightened what was crooked

And them hookers and them thieves

And He didn’t overlook us

And He took us to our knees

We were sick and He still kissed us

Wit' our boogers and our sneeze

He knew us, He saw through us

We were bushes without leaves

So how could I repay an insurmountable

Debt I’m still a wretch I know it’s best to be accountable

My flesh is still a threat though His blessing is so bountiful

My sin had me drowning I was bellin’ til He found my soul

Yeah I didn’t know Him then but now I know

What ends up rolling in depends on how I sow

My team ain’t gonna win if it’s a foul I throw

He redeemed me from my sin so now I’m bowing low

[Chorus: Sevin]

Amazing grace how sweet the sound

That saved a wretch like me

I said finally I’m free

Said I’m free

Cuz Lord You love me

You love me

Amazing grace how sweet the sound yeah

That saved a wretch just like me

And I once was lost but now I’m found yeah

I was blind but now I see

Yuh, C'mon

Let's go

And I’m trying to usher in a street revival

My people weak and keep a heap of idols

We beef with rivals

Can’t see peace cuz we too freakin tribal

And we too prideful

You must be meek to be discipled

It's mo' likely he gon’ eat a rifle than go read the Bible

There’s bleak survival on the side of homicidal demons

And the slightest slight will have us sliding til your momma’s grievin’

This drama’s breedin’ hella trauma

There’s no rhyme or reason

And the songs we sing along with keep us drawn to heathens

And prolonging beef harms us at least along the seasons

Of this dishonorable conduct and bereavement

When the shooters become tutors

Then the school is hella wicked

They used to have to noose us

Now our wounds are self inflicted

So who needs a slave ship when your slaves bit

The same script of rhetoric

You fled to get them slaves tricked

We forgot our purpose - keep the serpents out the land

What’s worse there’s hella churches out here working with the Klan

And poverty’s a project they observe us in our plans

And encourage us to murder just to service our demands

In the turf we feelin' worthless like a curse is on our fam

Unaware that we’re your workmanship and purposed by your hand

[Chorus: Sevin]

Amazing grace how sweet the sound

That saved a wretch like me

I said finally I’m free

Said I’m free

Cuz Lord You love me

You love me

Amazing grace how sweet the sound yeah

That saved a wretch just like me

And I once was lost but now I’m found yes

I was blind but now I see

Amazing grace how sweet the sound yeah

That saved a wretch just like me

And I once was lost but now I’m found yeah

I was blind but now I see