Crossover Remix

(album: The Compilation Album - 2005)

Yeah, we still crossing over man
They still gon' hate us 'cause they hated him first
And I'm still in the same place, dawg

Yeah I'm still in the church, focused and alert
No suit and tie, still got the t-shirt
I'm into praising God 'cause he made us out of dirt
And plus he gave us life for this world's evil works
So flirt with that, most of y'all can't jerk with that
'Cause there ain't no benefits and no perks with that
Still gotta you're your life on this earth with that
But we live eternally and I I can work with that
I lied, yeah I cheated, yeah I lust within
But guess what? That's why I trust in him
See you thinking that you ain't that bad
You just lying to yourself, playboy you better check your health
While you all about the cash and ice
Hope you're ready for change, you just broke the first commandment twice
And I notice you done stole before
If it wasn't a gun it was some gum from the grocery store
It's still sin to God, man look into God
You guilty, you ain't even a friend to God
Sin got a high price, it'll cost your life
But God fit that bill on the cross of Christ

[Hook:]
Crossover from death to life, man
What's the holdup? Accept the Christ, man
We flex the mic to rep for Christ
So we can put your soul at rest tonight
Crossover from death to life, man
What's the holdup? Accept the Christ, man
We flex the mic to rep for Christ
So we can put your soul at rest tonight

A-yoI don't catch the spirit, I'm all filled up
I can't lose it either, I'm all sealed up
And you can bet your life that I'ma rep for Christ
One taste he'll get you right
Folks is thinking they Christian but when they sinning
They don't feel the conviction that the Spirit is giving
And they keep living life like "that's cool with me"
Y'all dudes ain't fooling me
Tryna play me to the left like I'm tryna get deep on them
This is real talk dawg, you better peep something
This ain't that philosophic rap like homonym
And I ain't talking 'bout the God you heard about from mom and them
Put the blunt out dawg, put down the Heineken
"Man God understands" what? Come again?
I guess you think that God is kinda like yo momma, huh?
Like he ain't even tripping on your sinning and your drama

[Hook]

Look, life's way more than ice and rims
And you don't make enough to pay the price of sin
And God's gon' judge you dawg, that's reality
Saying you don't believe is like saying there ain't no graviet
Then running off to go jump a cliff
And when you hit the ground, tell me what you get
Hey, why you running from the freedom of the gospel?
You hostile, you looking like you're Lucifer's apostle
But God got you
And though we all deserve death he still keep putting breath in your nostrils
But you treat him like an obstacle
Say he'll come at your convenince like a stop and go
Waiting for a sweeter deal or a sign or something
Like God ain't come down and die or something
Trust me dawg, God wants the best for you
That's why the Gospel of Christ is addressed to you

[Hook]