Psalm 23

Lyrics

Intro: We confess Jesus is Lord from East to West Don't need a piece or vest To have Peace and Rest V.1 There goes the bell, well it's on, word is bond, now I'm ripping it Filling cups up with Living Water, got you sipping it I be the one that serves you dinner from the Scripture You may or may not be a sucker but I'm gonna get ya Hit ya with the word of God, that's how we rock the nation You hear it, and catch the Spirit of intoxication Drunk in the Spirit is how my whole crew puts it Look at us walk the straight and narrow and avoid the crooked Rough and tough without the afro puff It's the supernatural stuff, all about His blood like we're Dracula With spectacular, spiritual vernacular Like the concept of the hypostatic union coming smack-atcha I know it's deep and when you peep, you'll find it's dense Jesus both God and Man, two-hundred percents Toss it, nah we take the good news and floss it So the world thinks we drink or mentally we've lost it It's not that in fact it's just the opposite We're dropping it fully cognisant He rules, ain't no stopping it So like a vulture we swarm on your head The Holy Culture who be dropping bombs on your head We're glad when pagans label us as madmen Coz we're the will-be's for the Christ, not has-beens Life's no joke, so even if you fight hard You'll drown in your sin if you don't meet Christ the Lifeguard You'll kick a different stroke like Willis and Arnold In warfare you'll be stepping but your weapon won't be carnal But of course it's divine to pull down a fortress Repaint the picture of Christ to make Him gorgeous The Lord just rocks me, hah what can I say Sin, that's a price a rapper can't pay The Lord is my Shepherd and I shall not want (right) He gave me life so I'm a stay on point (right) I got the Spirit so I don't get drunk (right) We pumping Jesus in your trunk (that's right) V.2 Man is used to seeing Jesus in His Lambness But they don't understand this Lamb is running every single planet More than just a Man, this is more than just a Lamb that's dying from Zion Behold the resurrected King, the Lion Check the Majesty, bad as He is, we happily Go down to the ground without being forced to by gravity We're glad to be prostrate, bowed down is my state Without pape's, I'm still richer than milk chocolate You can ask the Jews about the power of Yahweh And if He gets busy like a rush hour highway So much so, they'll have a feast in a moment From the Unleavened Bread to the Feast of Atonement Amazing, check out the flag that we're raising Man enough to be caught standing up praising Jesus the I AM, coz my Man's Creation Should all be giving up a standing ovation Outro: Yo it's the end times No time for the spiritually thin rhymes I gotta infiltrate your section With nothing but the Death, Burial and Resurrection Matter of fact, nothing else will break you down Everything else will only take you down