Forever (Remix)

Lyrics

V.1 Break yourself and don't try to Front on your man T-O-N-I to C When you bring it, don't even try to lie to me If it's real, then you know how it gotta be By now you know my motto Ain't nobody here tryna flex bravado You know the signachado, it's Christ we follow If He's Lamont, then I wanna be Rollo, I know It's hard in the land of the lollipops When they up in your face every time the trolly stops But God got folly cops, so before folly starts, folly stops In the last and evil, it's gonna take more than stained glass and steeple But a distinctive people, who only bow down to the Regal One who didn't count it robbery to be called equal They the ones with no fear, they the ones who stand clear Of the wolf and the wolf in sheep's gear, word is bond They know the difference between Luke 9:50 and the whole book of 1 John Watch the con, he's an artist Making you feel rabbit when you know that the tortoise taught us who's gonna win Only because a loving God gotta deal with sin because He loves men More than your strife, more than your pain Coz to live is Christ and to die is gain So what it matter when we're gonna live forever So if I'm hit by a car or taken out by disease You ain't got enough bullets in your gun, man please! We're gonna live forever V.2 Let me spit this like lama And throw the Word with a Hawk like Toma So that men can see, unlike Nirvana Heaven is ruled by a unique, excellent, magnificent Persona If you say you going, you can't stand before Him still showing On life's credit report, that you still owing Coz the kind of grass you growing is the kind of grass, gonna catch mowing Ladies get your hands up, fellas, fists clenching When we gone stand up, dig in and war trenching? If you want the whole school to feel the redemption You can't use any tool, it takes God wrenching To turn a whole generation 180 I hear the whispers of the Fat Lady And the only reason she ain't singing right now is God got His hand on the volume baby, real patient ain't He? But don't take His kindness for weakness Coz we living in a time of divine sweetness Coz there come a day when He'll say, enough meekness And men will scatter to the hills like the horse running down the Preakness More than your strife, more than your pain Coz to live is Christ and to die is gain So what it matter when we're gonna live forever So if I'm hit by a car or taken out by disease You ain't got enough bullets in your gun, man please! We're gonna live forever V.3 Harlem shake yourself till you meet Him Though a lot of men front, they know they need Him Watch how you treat Him You might as well join, coz you sure can't beat Him He's the One who put the real free, in the word freedom Especially to those who are living in the Struggle Just tryna eat and you can't shake trouble The real rough stubble, the real Barn Rubble All my raw dogs, no leash, no muzzle You wanna roll doubles and stand in smoke huddles And feel like a Hubble being shot out the shuttle But that's where it's subtle, pop goes the bubble And you fall back down to earth and splash down in a puddle The cost of the trip was oh so pricey You're mad at the world, all hot and spicy Then with the quickness of a swoosh like Nike Satan did his thing and he dug up in your psyche Coz all this life gives is temporary relief And all you really had was temporary belief You really couldn't see the amazing deceit And now the threat is eternal defeat That's why we say, get a Bible and read it in its entirety Let God deal with you and your propriety Check out all the cats of notoriety and the variety Of ways that they deal with the ills of society Let it bring sobriety, let it make you fiery Coz it's gonna take more than a slice of apple piety Once you realize that there's sin and there's symptom And there's lost souls and the things that tempt them And in Jesus there's Rest and Redemption You're covered by a Hebrew's 401(k) pension Not to mention, you learned your lesson No more vexing, no more stressing No more guessing, no more heaven and hell questions No more just living for the blessing, no more dressing Forget the ice and aggression, not my wife, no caressing I don't care if she's Boricua, Australian or Texan And you ain't scared to scream that to your whole section I'm not living for this life, coz I'm living for the next one