Sinner Saved

These Christian rappers don't flip the script
Man, these boys are scared to say the name of Jesus
I'ma scream His name so loud they're gonna have to turn me down
Otherwise, I'ma pop the speakers

You're rapping about money and drugs, and
I speak about God, and I still go way harder than you
You're feeding them lies, and their souls are my nerves
I give them Jesus, 'cause they're starving for truth

They ain't knowing it, why they sneak
Verse runs around looking for another beat to murder
'Cause Rip Fam me when I rose, stand up
And ain't nobody ever think that we would go no further

Nicky Gracious, y'all are never gonna make it doing Jesus music?
Ain't that what I heard?
I feed on the scripture, then pass on the beat and now I'm not the only one eating my word
They locked in that prison cell, and I was gone like Jesus disappeared from the tomb
And when they found me
I was in a booth with a fully loaded of Rapper was in the devil like boom, boom

Hear the whispers of a thousand mystics
Saying send the demons and the Persian princes gonna send them at me
They gonna meet resistance 'cause I ain't scared of all locks or witches
Brook Your Genesis, only make your wishes
My God can see it coming from a distance
You think I'm afraid of you?
I got the God on my side who spoke everything into existence (no worry)

Yaweh Elshaddai is my father
Yeshua Hameshiyah, my big brother
Nicky Gracious, in the Christian rap
And got the whole rap game in big trouble
'Cause I'ma really tell you what the artist has is
How he gave away your soul for a couple of bills
And when the devil is done with you, in a couple of years
Playing you to put the poison in the minds of the kids

What are you doing with your gift?
Yeah, you made a little bread, but your soul is his
Why are you trying to keep it gritty?
He's sucking the life from you, but you want to be a boss, so it is what it is

I'm a sinner, saved, real, real big wave big wave
Haters all on my page
I can do nothing but pray
I'm a sinner, saved, real, real big wave
If there ain't enough room for Jesus
I'ma even have to move me out the way (and make room)

See a lot of people who are quick to judge, and I can tell by the comments they're making
Point out every character flaw they could find
But they're really just mad that I made it
They're lashin' out at me with hate 'cause I wear a little gold and I made it
Look, hate if I don't fit in more, they're gonna call me a fake
And I'm going to hell if I make a mistake (for real)

You know you ain't perfect 'cause you're sitting in the pews
Looking at your brand-new suit and shined up shoes
'Cause when judgment comes, you're gonna be lined up too
Keep hating, 'cause it happens all the time, what's new?

I'ma keep on doing it for God, regardless
Rip Records supplied pressure, we're going the hardest
And I know that this is a gift, and I gotta remain modest
Believing all the promises He made to the harvest (marvellous)

And man can't even see what God does
Ain't a question, I'm knowing Yeshua got us
Anything I ask in his name I got it
Even when my heart was sealed full of hatred and riot

Scraped me off the bottom of the barrel
And bought me at the cost of His own blood
Look where He brought me at the top of my class
And that may be being cocky, and I ain't saunty, but God taught me

Destroying me and got me feeling like rocky at times
I attack and punchin', the enemy drives
We got to keep our guard up at all times or it costs dearly
But God ain't ever lost, so the never can stop me

You ain't heard of Nicky Gracious and Josh Rip?
Go and look at the comments
Saying if God isn't toxic
People always try to put us in boxes
Saying we do it for the money, a couple of slot boxes

It's so obnoxious, money is just an object
I've lost more than I've made if I'm being honest, but God defies logic
Don't take that out of context
I'm so exhausted dealing with these hypocrites

Stop all the nonsense, calling us some imposters
Latest center, and isn't hating all of our content
Rip Records do it for the great I am, and God always knows like 2K sounds

I'm a sinner, saved, real, real big wave (big wave)
Haters all on my page
I can do nothing but pray
I'm a sinner, saved, real, real big wave
If there ain't enough room for Jesus
I'ma even have to move me out the way (and make room)

Competition between Christian brothers?
Y'all back and forth with that chit-a-chatter
Miss me with that, I don't play patty cake
And I ain't got no time for no pitter-patter
Who's a better artist, who's a better rapper?
Who's a better preacher, who's a better pastor?

There's always gonna be somebody better, don't put yourself on the pedestal
'Cause heavy one make your ego shatter
Looking for flattery 'cause you're feeling inadequate

Only way that you can hate is if you're serving your master
You won't, so you ain't never gonna pass me, even if I was last by
We're not running backwards

I never wanted first place in the first place
I'm focused on keeping people out of the worst place
I'll maybe accelerate the heavenly birth rate
Bull again, go Shadi, it's your birthday

I'm a sinner, saved, real, real big wave (big wave)
Haters all on my page
I can do nothing but pray
I'm a sinner, saved, real, real big wave
If there ain't enough room for Jesus
I'ma even have to move me out the way (move me out the way)

I'm a sinner, saved, real, real big wave (big wave)
Haters all on my page
I can do nothing but pray
I'm a sinner, saved, real, real big wave
If there ain't enough room for Jesus
I'ma even have to move me out the way (and make room)