[Verse 1: Timothy Brindle]
We’re declared justified/
Christ must have died/
For our lust and pride so we can clutch the prize/
Disgusting guys thrust His side/
With a customized, busted, rusty knife/
He was a victim of mockery afflicted, socked and kicked/
Fulfilled Scriptures’ prophecy/
He sat in the penalty box for me/
He steadily watches the enemy cautiously/
Instead of Him telling me cop a plea/
The cost is settled, my felony’s dropped -- I’m free/
So hug the Highness for His lovingkindness/
Cause of the cross now our crud’s behind us/
They punished Him first, He was led to slaughter/
I hunger and thirst for His Bread and Water/
You and I are hyped to be crucified with Christ/
Who resides inside us, shining a truly guiding light/
Chapter 35 of Isaiah told me this/
The Messiah is the Highway of Holiness/
He dissolved and He cleaned my grossly and rotten tongue/
It’s for all who believe -- the only begotten Son/
But you wrap your ears so you don’t have to hear/
But you cats will fear when He cracks the atmosphere/
I pray to the God of Abraham/
That He can use this blazing jam to maybe save a man/
[Hook: Timothy Brindle and Shai Linne]
We’re bondservants of Christ/
For God’s purpose in life/
To spread the gospel/
This squad worships with mics/
Jesus saves/
We’ve seen His ways/
If you’ve been redeemed/
Then scream this praise/

[Verse 2: Shai Linne]
I’d rather be a janitor in God’s house than a prince on this earth/
The more I think on Christ the more that I’m convinced of His worth/
Ever since the new birth things haven’t been quite the same/
Holy Spirit please light the flame/
Feed the starved and parched
Your Word carved in parts/
As I aim these sharpened darts at hardened hearts/
With pinpoint accuracy/
Unfathomably/
God became a Man/
And took the wrath that was actually for me/
But He stood in my place/
I’m immaculate and free cause He took my disgrace/
Lyrical kids who storm tracks/
I was once on that/
Now I strictly form raps to warn cats/
About the coming wrath of the holy One/
Run in the path of His only Son/
Or get cut in half by the smoking gun/
That’s aimed at your soul/
Behold the Main Factor/
Jehovah fame snatcher/
Potentate Master/
Of sacred data that’s making Satan madder/
God-haters splatter under the weight of Jacob’s ladder/
Cause sin’s cost is incomprehensible/
When caught in the jaws of the Invincible/
Boss and Principal whose laws are sensible/
By contrast our ways are insane/
The cross is the pinnacle/
While time lasts we’re making it plain/
[Hook]

[Verse 3: Shai Linne]
God is closer than He appears/
Like the objects in a sideview mirror/
I’m hear to provide you clearer/
Insight as I write in a candle-lit room/
Of how Christ took flight and abandoned the tomb/
It’s bad to assume you understand -- imagine your gloom/
When you see the Son of Man in His majesty suit/
His control is absolute He lets the twilight shine/
And His holy attributes stretch the finite mind/
Inscrutable/
He shines above with His godly essence/
Immutable/
Divine love and omnipresence/
Infinitely just, which means danger for the lost/
Intimate with us cause Jesus took His anger on the cross/

[Timothy Brindle]
So let’s begin the feast with the Prince of Peace/
In the kingdom we can sing Him hymns with beats/
His name is matchless/
He gave us tactics/
To proclaim Him like that famous baptist/
His throne stands the strongest/
He owns the promised land/
He’s so grand and honest/
He broke hands from bondage/
I hope man’s acknowledged what the chosen Lamb accomplished/
So let’s serve in His likeness/
I fervently write this/
God put on armpits and lived perfectly righteous/
There’s a tabernacle in my adam’s apple/
Jesus won the war so we don’t have to battle/
[Hook]