Bring The Truth Back

Lyrics

V.1 We live in a time where anything goes Women wear men-clothes, men wear women-clothes Fifteen year-old girls tease men with no clothes No longer do we only sin with the doors closed Everything is blatant, out front and exposed No longer do we heed the leading of Holy Ghost Do what we can like Toucan Sam and follow our nose It always knows and leads us down the broad road Of destruction and forfeit our souls For power, prestige, the bling-bling and new clothes It would seem after our teens that we'd begin to grow But sin beget sin the more as we get old The logical result is we begin to implode And then explode as we begin to reload Sinful men would recommend another dose of Death, Destruction, Destitution and Dope but no! Chorus: Bring the Truth Back, dawg it never left But when men begin to sleep Somehow we got swept under the carpet When heartless men continue to sin Christ stepped in and enabled us to begin again Bring the Truth Back, dawg it never left But when men begin to sleep Somehow we got swept under the carpet When heartless men continued to talk We dropped the truth off and got cool with their flock V.2 It is wrong to idolize ... we don't know what we doing As we boogie down to our ruin It is wrong to have menage a trois' As we set up images of gold, gats, girls as idol gods It is wrong to have sex before marriage For a deeper reason than baby bottles and diseases carried Because this is something I can't understand How you can just kill a man It is wrong to commit murder How we take up this fast-food mentality and serve cats like burgers People, places, times that we living in Minds corrupted by dimes and them dividends But men were born in sin, since Adam we've sinned again But Jesus paid for sin, repent and begin again Let's preach this in the pen, keep people out of the pen And change people and places and times that we living in! V.3 We all sinners, right FLAME? Yeah true, there's none righteous No not one, not two (Romans 3:10) Cats remind me of Sprewells, they take time to spin Maybe just from the slow process that our minds our in That my mind is in, in the sense of being sinners But I'm a saint, meaning I'm a blood-covered sinner We all fall short like mini-me One of my sins makes God my enemy less Jesus set me free From the penalty of sin and bondage And being separated from Him eternally I don't preach the tooth-fairy coz the truth is necessary Christ is first and what's left is secondary I say I'm Christlike so check my I.D And if it's true, you should see His fruit on my tree Though I do believe in eternal security You don't wanna hear God singing, U Not Like Me