Verse 1:

We worship a God who’s personally involved/

We’re personally in all, superfluously we talk about Him/

Working His perfect purpose in me and all my boys/

Worship he of whom the earth and sea revolves, oh/

We’re so enamored-His goodness has got us ramming/

His bushes has got his ram in them/

He’s checking our motives, pushes us to examine them/

Sin had us locked doing push ups in the slammer and man I’m not stammering/

I thank the Lord Jesus Christ for standing in the gap/

Handling the sin dilemma that man is in/

Man is spiritually poor like pan handling/

But could become rich through Christ the slain lamb for sin/

Check yo! God’s people are situated the Father’s propitiated/

Since Jesus initiated and choose us to be wonderful sons now we anticipate Him/

Like waiting for the summer to come, let’s get it

Hook:

God’s people get it, get it/

Stand up get it, get it/

Hands up get it, get it/

Man up get it, get it/

God’s people all over the building, just get it, get it/

Overcomers get it, get it/

Conquerors get it, get it/

If you’ve been freed from sin then get it, get it/

If you know you’ve been sent then get it, get it/

If you’re carrying the scent then get it, get it/

God’s people get it, get it/

Everybody, get it, get it

Verse 2:

Jesus baby, oh/

Preeminent died on the cross for people that got sin in them/

Jesus and God are the same like synonyms/

He saves people from sin and then He’s sending them out/

First on the block we’re suppose to go local/

Then to the uttermost part we’re suppose to go global/

When it comes to Jesus baby we’re promotional moguls/

Promoting the gift that’s free like sprints mobile to mobile oh/

We ain’t ashamed our preaching is not in vein/

Though I know that it would be if somebody found His remains/

But they never will that’s impossible/

Like trying to heat things up with a popsicle/

We follow the model of Apostle Paul/

Praying that heathens would heed to the prophets call/

‘Cause we’re saying be reconciled come make amends/

To fornicators, adulterers, chiefs’ thieves, pedophiles/

Knees better bow, we were slaves to our sin/

‘Til God sent us the truth and He let us out/

We’re no longer under the bondage of sin no longer under the power of sin/

We ain’t slaves no more ‘cause we got new power within/

We don’t feel the need to follow the trend since He exchanged and bore/

Our guilt we ain’t waging war/

Come and be a new creation born from above

While…

Hook:

Refrain:

Ride with me/

Put your hands to the sky with me/

Everybody come alive with me/

Fix your eyes on God with me/