[Chorus: Bryann Trejo]
Hey, you don't pray the way you suppose to pray, do you?
You don't say, what you suppose to say, do you?
You don't live the way you suppose to live
You don't forgive the way God forgive
You don't really know who Jesus is, do you?

[Verse 1: Bryann Trejo]
You got good at, hidin' things that make you look bad
You shouldn't look at, the things you know you shouldn't look at
Keep your hocus pocus, you act bogus wit your flaws, man
It's that to say you still got mocos in your nose, man
Get ready for the kick off, lift off, it's hip hop, dippin' from the rock
Kick off, yeah, if you flip flop flip, you get no respect
Hey, this that born again believin', on my way to Sunday service
Can't you see what Jesus doin', how He movin' in my worship
Hit the super bowl with my brothers, let us huddle up like it's the last down
Any other name that exalt itself, hеy, let the truth be told, and gеt cast down
What you finna' do when the demon come approach you?
Why you finna' do it if the devil doesn't know you?
He will expose you, watch what he show you
That ain't really you, when you rappin' on the Pro Tool
Don't fall for the hype, they do it for likes
It's all about stage, it's all about mics
It's all about them, they say it's not them
They playin' pretend and they comin' for Christ
I'm aimin' at the serpent head until his head come off
I'm holdin' on this double edge, watch how I set this off
Don't be so hideous, don't be a hypocrite
Don't be illiterate, don't be an idiot
You be considerate, you should consider it
[?] consider the love that is 'gitimate
I'm on the internet, all on the internet
Christ is the King of Kings, no one get rid of 'em
This is the literal, intimate, sentiment
I could care less, who don't like, who ain't feelin' it, yeah
[Chorus: Bryann Trejo]
Hey, you don't pray the way you suppose to pray, do you?
You don't say, what you suppose to say, do you?
You don't live the way you suppose to live
You don't forgive the way God forgive
You don't really know who Jesus is, do you?

[Verse 2: Kurtis Hoppie]
Dif dat, rif raf, fear, here I'm talkin' like dis dat
Prayin', curse my God lift up
Big facts, big facts, can't stop I found my wife
Pray to God that's Adonai
Lift Him up, we edify, watch my opps come to life
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got too many demons on my neck to be fightin' with brethen
Oil on my head, got that annointin' from the heaven
Hip hop for the saints, they might play this up in heaven
It's easy, got four, five, six, right with me
These demons fall, they sneaky
They're from the spawn, no E.T
When I don't bear fruit, we sleepy
In a foreign exchange, can't fool me
You can't buy Jesus, not clean
You might dis'pear like Houdin'
Now, look what He did, I was trappin' in sin
My life was a lost, now I'm winnin', I'm winnin'
A thief in the night came and stole my addiction
He wanted the smoke, now I'm no longer, uh, uh, uh
Every now and then, I gotta clear my throat
Devil want to come and try to still my home
How can I stop, when I feel that where ere' I go
Yes, the more that I know, and You're grace still shows
Been a minute for the faithful that winnin'
I got a reason in my mind, I gotta bring her back home
Heaven on the earth, I gotta infinite feelin'
Cannot predict when does it come, but I know that my God won
Been a minute, we're really in it, really prayin' for the lost, with a life sentence
Really prayin' for my enemies, they might get it
And, I really won't stop 'til my life's with the heir
[Chorus: Bryann Trejo]
Hey, you don't pray the way you suppose to pray, do you?
You don't say, what you suppose to say, do you?
You don't live the way you suppose to live
You don't forgive the way God forgive
You don't really know who Jesus is, do you?

[Verse 3: Antwoine Hill]
Jesus got me shinin', like a diamond in the sun
Who'd a knew, He'd make me new, He found a diamond in the rough
All my grindin' ain't enough, gotta line and got me stuck
If you read between the lines, you see I'm rooted in His love
Talkin' stupid, make you tough boy, that's so foolish
I pull up like, what it do, if it ain't pointin' them to You, then it's a dub
I be ridin' with my crew, it ain't my crew because we thug
It's 'cuz we all ride for Jesus plus He pulled us out that mud
Man, these streets can be way colder then the fan, and no window
In the winter, with no heat, in the middle of December
Tell me, why would I go back, boy?
It's a fact that I live different
Every place I ever lack, boy, He provided in an instant
Man, ain't ashamed to be a Christian, spirit cookin' up these verses
Like propane was in my system, set me free from all these curses
It ain't lame to be a Christian, boy, my pain made me a witness
I maintain that He has risen, glad He came, 'cuz this hit different
They say fake is the new normal, and that loyalty is rare
That they'll stab you in the back, actin' like they ain't never care
They say real is non existent, boy, I found out He existed
Not the way that we all think, because these people ain't consistent
For real
[Chorus: Bryann Trejo]
Hey, you don't pray the way you suppose to pray, do you?
You don't say, what you suppose to say, do you?
You don't live the way you suppose to live
You don't forgive the way God forgive
You don't really know who Jesus is, do you?

[Verse 4: Lucky Luciano]
God already knew where I was gonna fall short before He called me
He don't change His mind about those chosen and He sovereign
My flesh failed, but He don't, He faithful when I'm not
I don't deserve these blessings and this favor that I got
Brought me out of that valley full of them dry bones, Ezekiel
Ups and downs, they come and go, they try you and it's seasonal
His grace good, I been approved, His spirit living inside me
Elohim, my King, they tell 'em, demons get behind me
Soldiers on the battlefield, the kingdom is at hand
Hey, [?] stay out the way, and Jesus where I stand (Yeah)
Religious people in the common, it's why I'm on the frontline serving
My righteousness of filthy rag, compared to Him, is worthless
On my knees, I'm prayin', Lord, come take my heart and search it
He told me boy don't worry 'bout it, He already made a purchase (Yeah)
He paid my debt, He is a lamb, took them nails, all in His hand
Our God paid love, can't understand, but this all part of His perfect plan
Seekin' Him, keep seekin' Him, I ain't preachin', but I speak to them
Promise they gon' come to life, as soon as He come breath in 'em
Fake boys, gon' manifest, expose the darkness with the light
Lyrics are so spirit-filled, I might start rappin' in tongues tonight