We gon show them who the Christ is/we'd still celebrate through the crisis/ we gon make it visual/change be here we can't do the usual/ X2
They be telling us to get wild (party hard) ,get high(carry guns)/dress fly and make sure you blow like a taliban/ different genre but the same old flow /get girls,get cars, get that dough/ i beg to differ i wanna be me/ no faking,i just wanna be real/ i wanna write on my pad so hard until the pad bleeds/and flow from my heart like bood through dem arteries/i wanna be fluent with my speech/but beyond that i wanna influence when i speak
'sometime though i wanna be Rambo/rhyme tight kill cats and get into the limelight/but i'd ather be on my lampmode shine bright rhyme right and tell em' bout the man Christ/i don't have to do what they do/cause i'm different i just wanna stand for the Truth/
Same this same that we can't see no difference/were here for a change but I can't see the evidence/where the wind's gon' blow our hearts gon' follow/we aint got no choice cause our minds aint hallowed/we gat aimless shots like blind hunters/and when it comes to speaking the truth we all stutter/we aint scared of gettin hurt, suicide bombers/ and we don't wanna get it right so we all flutter/so where my rappers at we all gotta stand up/hands up for the truth spit it black or white,...no Tom tom/we all gonna stand when the storm comes/the night brings pain but joy comes when its all dawn(done)/its done,we gon' show 'em who the christ is/we're still gon' celebrate through the crisis/yo! its gon be alright, when it seems alnight/we'll be known to be christed/