Hook: Welcome to a place where the guns don’t pop/ but a place where the fun don’t stop/ homie/ to a place where Jesus be/ and we don’t even need a Jesus piece/ homie/ welcome/ to a place where we follow the Bible and we don’t even need jars of dro/ homie /and ain’t nobody tryna grind for shine/ cause Jesus is the star of the show/ and that’s real/
Verse 1: You ask us where the guns at homie where the weed at/ we like kill that homeboy we don’t need that/ instead of the heat we’ll be where G-O-D’s at/ so we reachin’ out with open arms like where your sleeves at/ I notice something cats’ll die for they reputation/ they rather die disin’ God and to get with Satan/ but on this side we collide in anticipation/ of Jesus’ second coming written in Revelation/ we don’t grip steel sell crack none of that/ we live life in light of the fact He’s coming back/ so while they squeeze clips blood crip gang banging/ east coast west coast down south slanging/ Midwest nina poppin’seein’ Jesus hangin’/ on the cross resurrected’ and you still thinkin’/ that you cool without His grace is crazy/ its a slap to the face of the God who made me and you
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Verse 2: We kissed the world goodbye/ and its love for women its love for sinning/ simply because His love is in us/ we kissed the world goodbye/ and its music too that music’s confused dudes like a rubrics cube/ homie /now we pluggin’ into Christian rap/ so many lyrics about Christ a make a Christian snap/ and wanna spread love to a thug with a nine milli/ and I ain’t playin’ this time dirty and I’m silly/and every movie and commercial that makes fun of us/ like South Park with wicked hearts that come up/ and comic view and Islamic dudes that do it too/ one day the Bible say they’ll pay homage too/ the very King that they mocked and laughed at/ the Bible says at they very plots He laughs back/ so we gone love our enemies and we gone have fun/ as we patiently wait on the return of the Son/ homie
