Life and Breath

This is more than rhymes, this is life and breath

Everyday all day we keeps it hot to death

If ya Holy Ghost filled then wave em' right to left

In the name of Jesus Christ we bless

True:

This be that brook-nam style to the 22nd psalm

The walk has been long but still remain strong

Trials and tribulation try to leave my brain scattered

I've been bruised and battered, abused by grammar

Still don't matter, hands clapped, tears down my cheek

Lord I feel weak but still it's you I seek

It's crazy, sometimes I get the strength of the navy

Other times I feel like curling up like a baby

I crack open the book the bread I take daily

Like God fed Elijah, Christ will never fail me

Exhale relief, the Holy Spirit never fails to leak

All glory, all hail the Chief

King Priest, pray and never let the spirit cease

There's drama all around me but still I feel at peace

At least I died to the flesh living it right

Living this life, because I'm Christ infinite wife

Sean:

We ain't the lost generation, people just can't find us

Instead of understanding they just readjust their blinders

Understand, we can't relate to ball players and movie stars

We just trying to eat pa, that ain't who we really are

That's why I say, the only way is the Christ way

I was on death road and He, showed me the life way

By living the right way, searching for a light ray

Deep inside a black hole now everyday's a bright day

But still, a stormy cloud trails me distantly

Trying to catch up, to rain on my parade and victory

And if I stumble, Christ is there to help me through the marathon

To me he is my paragon, I model him and carry on

Rise up son, it's your turn to carry the torch

To where Christ leads, besides that, ya hopes is lost

In the things that the world takes pleasure in, now ya rope is severing

Cause what you get out, is what you measured in

So what's ya sickness, cause Christ be that medicine

Let him heal the wounds that's been passed from ya next of kin

Black, White, Asian, island, Spanish, mixed, or Mexican

Ya slave days is over, trust in Christ and get ya rest again

Chorus 2x

A chosen child of the king, it makes my spiritual sing

Adopted child of God, soon to inherit the crusted ring

And the diadem, prince of the crown,

My Lord blankets the city just like surround sound, Satan biting styles now

By the name of Christ he's pound down, my dogs in heaven barking bow wow

Cause I'm a Christian, faith stronger than Sonny Liston

I tasted the world's tree of wisdom

Filled with fear, doubt and indecision, and switched positions

To follow the maker instead of blowing trees and chasing paper

Scheming on the next caper, now I'm in the Lord's vapor

Or should I say evervesence, God is ever-present

In my heart he got a residence, his suit is president

Ya feeling it, its everyday life that I be dealing with

Fruits of Christ I'm peeling it, real soldier cat's I'm kneeling with

Face down acknowledging the presence of the King's crown

Rain down, we ready like a bride in a clean gown