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Da' T.R.U.T.H.

Open Book

 

Open Book

(album: Open Book - 2007)


[Verse 1:]
Lord Jesus, please be pleased when I walk, when I talk
When I say what say when I walk through the park
With my wife in the night all alone when it's dark
When I'm home on the phone you're honing in on my heart

God knows every intention—His attention's on my thoughts
And you may get away with it now, but later you'll get caught
When you're standing up in His court—I ain't talking bout dating males
But when you stand before God and you gotta weigh on the scale

This is no way to sell records—I know
This is a warning for all of those that are traveling a wayward trail
Some are on they're way to hell—others will lose rewards
When He opens up the books to find that you ain't choose the Lord—BUILD

[Hook:]
Ain't nothing that we don't read
Ain't nothing that He don't see
Just when you thought that nobody was watching
Understand that God is watching—your life's an Open Book

Ain't nothing that we don't read
Ain't nothing that He don't see
Just when you thought that nobody was watching
Understand that God is watching—your life's an Open Book

[Verse 2:]
He's recording every moment—all the secrets of your soul
Like every time you got sneaky when your peoples wasn't home
And every time that you cheated and your teacher didn't know
God knows, He's taking notes of the story that's being told

Every CD that you burn—every lie, every fib
Like the time that you called your job and you told them that you were sick
'Cause you was afraid to tell them that you really overslept
Or, because you really hate the fact that you're working a late shift

A lot of these things you think you getting' away with
Like sneaking food into the movies—my homey, you ain't slick
God's monitoring your actions—why you dishonest on your taxes
How you claiming dependents—your kids in college out in Texas—BUILD

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Fast forward past the foreword—let's read what's written
Let's open up your book—let's see what's in it
From the day you were conceived to the deeds that were committed
This week, this story you can't leave unfinished

'Cause you write it with your life
Every action's like a pen
Every moment that you're alive
Man, you're adding to the print

Every week is like a sentence—every month a paragraph
If every year is like a chapter, I'm 29 chapters in
If what you think is like the ink and your actions like the pen
Then it's totally up to you how the final chapter will end—BUILD

[Hook x2]

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