Ain’t you tired of just having nothin’?
Ain’t you tired of the same issues?
Don’t you want more than being mediocre?
Chasing things you can’t take with you?
The Christian life, it pleasures more
‘Cause death and joy it don’t fit together
Jesus is the way, truth and life
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
Ain’t you tired of the lies and hate
Cheating, murder, sex, greed
Don’t you want more than a half breath
Just to pass death to your next seas(?)
Jesus Christ, he paved the way
So the Christian faith, it won’t fade away
The next life, it pleasures more
Got treasures stored like a layaway
Uh
And so I draw the line
The Bible’s not just an old book
It’s everything that I live by
Until I pass like an old nook
So look
Whatchu talkin’?
You livin’ empty while gas is pumpin’
You say this life it don’t mean nothin’
So when you die you just leave nothin’
But if this life is nothing
That means everything you love is nothing
Accomplishments in your life are nothing
So when you die, you die as nothing
And that’s a sad life
But Jesus came and he died for nothings
So on earth we can live as kings
He’s the King of kings and that stands for something
So my prayer’s this
You go to God like a therapist
Invest in Him like Merrill Lynch
And don’t look at me like I’m a heretic
I pray you live for more
More than just an obituary
I pray you see that you’re blind
So you can receive vision from the visionary
Amen
Ain’t you tired of just having nothin’?
Don’t you want more than a fat check?
Don’t you want more than a stack of money
Just to lose it all with your last breath?
Don’t you want more than death?
Don’t you want to live for better?
Jesus is the way, truth and life
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
Ain’t you tired of just maybe living
Or living life so sick and morbid
Ain’t you tired of just sitting still
Ain’t you tired of the rigor mortis
Death, homie. That’s death, homie
Whatchu gon’ do with your breath, homie
God gave me his best, homie
So I gave Him what’s in my chest, homie
My heart
In a world that try to mistreat me
But they cannot defeat me
‘Cause my face is where His feet be
In service, service
To serve Him is my purpose
This world can’t make me nervous
I’m too busy giving Him worship
So they can go on with this
That Christ in me is too strong for that
Eight years in I ain’t going back
Going in and I ain’t holding back
I know you’re tired of the same old
Waiting on what’s gonna hit you next
So when you’re tired of being sick and tired
I know a God who can give you rest
Amen
Ain’t you tired of just having nothin’?
Don’t you want more than a fat check?
Don’t you want more than a stack of money
Just to lose it all with your last breath?
Don’t you want more than death?
Don’t you want to live for better?
Jesus is the way, truth and life
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
Come to Christ, you can live foreva
