Superhuman
(专辑: Heroes For Sale - 2013)
Come you sinners poor and needy, Weak and wounded, sick and sore, Jesus ready stands to save you, Grace requires nothing more, I
will arise and go to Jesus, He will embrace me in His arms, In the
arms of my dear Savior, There are ten thousands charms, Why is it every time I
step up on a
train, I
see a
pretty dame and I
wonder what her name is, for' I
even get there the
question on my brain is, do you love the
Lord do you live to make Him famous? then the
cart stop, she step off, it's time to refocus, I'm questioning my heart, examining my motives, why I'm captivated by the
brown skin mocha divas, and I
hope in my mind she's a
believer, ok, she got all that beauty yea it's obvious, I
can't let it take precedence over Godliness, now I'm getting restless, how I'm recognizing when I'm choosing to take pleasure in all these false treasures, they fools gold, instead of looking for them sundresses, I
should be looking for the
Son I
confess it, even though my prides telling me don't let the
fans know, I
am not a
superhuman though, I
am a
man, so the
grace that I
talk about on all my records, I
need it for myself, cause really I'm just a
mess, finding rest from the
pressures of perfection, as I
stand up on this platform they expectin, me to be a
man without flaws, that's false, I
am just another rapper that's called to point ya'll to the
cross, and that's exactly where I'm headed, I'm just another beggar pointin ya'll to where the
bread is, maaan.. I'm not a
superhuman I
am just a
man, No, I'm not a
superhuman, I
am just a
man, I'm not a
superhuman, I
am just a
man, but they never understand, I'm nothing more than a
man lost, dead in my sin, So here I
am alive in Your hands, Your hands, Your hands We dress up in nice heels, we try to make people buy'em, that's why when someone ask how we doin, we tell'em fine, knowing we hurt inside, but tell me who's really lyin, they ain't really wanna know how you doin, that cost time, that's way too expensive, and if I
ever get a
date with a
dime I'm sending my representative, the
version of Andy that's cropped and edited, I'm killin this first impression, and I'm hidin the
evidence, Yea, photoshoppin the
blemishes, these lies of perfection are the
cry of the
desperate, men that want that acceptance, holdin they breath, dyin a
thousand deaths, forgettin there's beauty inside the
mess, what else could you expect? we obsessed over twitter numbers, checkin ours, then comparing them to others, like, the
number of likes upon a
status is somehow suppose to raise our status, boy, this is madness, we want the
trophy wife who's the
baddest and not some average, so we can feel like the
man, Randy Savage, take me off the
shelf, I
don't wanna be for retail, I
would rather be real, let you see the
details, when we fell, it feels like we fall so far cause they put us so high, I
am not a
star, I'm just a
product of grace that's still in the
process, and I
don't gotta be great, because my God is, and I
don't gotta be great, because my God is, I'm just a
product of grace and guess what? I'm still in the
process, there's unfinished business Would you love me if I
told you I
couldn't fly? I
got no cape on and no mask on there's no disguise, Oh I'm no hero There's only one, Oh I'm no hero, There's only one, and He's not for sale, I'm not a
superhuman I
am just a
man, No, I'm not a
superhuman, I
am just a
man, I'm not a
superhuman, I
am just a
man, but they never understand, I'm nothing more than a
man lost, dead in my sin, So here I
am alive in Your hands, Your hands, Your hands