I Am Better Than You (3:2-11) (feat. Shai Linne)

Hello how you doing? My name is Saul

When it comes to being Jewish? I'm the greatest of all

I'm cognizant I'm the best with confidence in the flesh

I'm conquering every test, it’s obvious you are less

The logic that I suggest, why I'm on top of the rest?

My finesse and competence, accomplishments that impress

Everyday, let me say please don’t be led astray

If you doubt me, your vision is blurry like pepper spray

If you searched every single religious sect today

I guarantee you’ll never find a better résumé

Because

I am better than you

I am number one, son, and the top of the Jews

Welcome to the Hall of Fame, and I’ve got say

It’s really just my name

I am better than you

I'm the headline story, have you heard the news?

And if anybody ever had a reason to boast, it’s me

'Cause I'm the man you wanna be

Let me continue. I'm major man, biblical, the remnant

I'm literally Abraham’s physical descendant

The nation of Israel, my people got the covenant

Yahweh Himself was the leader of our government

Those who oppose this? Obnoxious, Gomorrah

'Cause we got Moses, the prophets, the Torah

Copy it correctly or I'm a fight scribes

I got the right vibe cause I'm from the right tribe

Legitimate benefits, I'm believing this sentiment

That being from Benjamin, yo it’s sweeter than cinnamon

And certain guys clown me cause I wasn’t born with perfect eyes

But I'm first to rise, the eighth day circumcised

Who needs perfect vision when you’re the circumcision?

No one on earth more driven when it comes to works religion

I ball the hardest, yo call an artist

To draw the largest portrait of Saul of Tarsus!

I am better than you

I am number one, son, and the top of the Jews

Welcome to the Hall of Fame, and I’ve got say

It’s really just my name

I am better than you

I'm the headline story, have you heard the news?

And if anybody ever had a reason to boast, it’s me

'Cause I'm the man you wanna be

This topic’s essential, It’s not confidential

I ain’t got potential, this guy got credentials

And I can’t be recused, cause Yahweh, He frees Jews

And He knew that He’d choose the Hebrews of Hebrews

A cursory glance shows I keep the law perfectly

Never did a burglary, never committed perjury

Taught by Gamaliel, theological surgery

A PHD from Pharisee University

I remember one time a woman tried to diss these

I said, “Miss, please, I'm holier than Swiss cheese

As for that sect that claims Jesus is risen

I grabbed their men and women and dragged them off into prison

Devout and so I obey you swallowing what I say?

With Yahweh’s power I will slay followers of The Way

'Cause they’re in a certain stupor, they have a cursed future

Soon as I heard the rumor I became a persecutor

And that’s because I'm zealous fellas, what you got to tell us?

I punish the rebellious, yes I'm marvelous

My faithful direction displays my election

You raise an objection? Man, you’re only jealous cause

I am better than you

I am number one, son, and the top of the Jews

Welcome to the Hall of Fame, and I’ve got say

It’s really just my name

I am better than you

I'm the headline story, have you heard the news?

And if anybody ever had a reason to boast, it’s me

'Cause I'm the man you wanna be

In religion, I just knew I was more dope than other guys

But little did I know that I was close to my demise

Trying to climb the works rope up to the skies

To grab hold of the prize until Damascus, Jesus opened up my eyes

My boasting wasn’t wise, untold the damages

So many advantages, yet my soul was in bandages

Cause spiritually my assets were liabilities

'Cause I couldn’t really see my pride was killing me

But now I understand my hope is found in the cross

And whatever gain I had now I count it as loss

By the law’s measure, I thought I was the bar setter

But we’re all debtors, knowing Christ is far better

He came from insane heights with His name in lights

From fame and acclaim to laying down His main rights

To be slain and sliced for my profane vice

So now I’ll lose everything if it means I gain Christ

Imagine being sluggish trying to carry heavy luggage

That will only get you punished, that’s why I call it rubbish

I’d rather have a righteousness that ain’t my own

It’s the kind you obtain and own through faith alone

No one compares to my lovely King

Yo, who cares about other things? I wanna share in His sufferings

And His resurrection power overthrowing sin

’Till my final hour I will never boast again!

No more, my God, I boast no more

Of all the works that I have done

I quit the hopes I held before

To trust the merits of thy Son

And so I run