Christ Gang by Bizzle


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Christ Gang
by Bizzle

Album: The Messenger 4 - Independents Day


Intro
Uh
Your name was meant to be written on more than just a t-shirt homie
It could be written in the Book of Life when you leave here
I ain't saying you gotta stop banging cause we could use that
I'm just saying you gotta bang a new thing
C-Life on the beat
Bizzle

Verse 1
Been up in it for a minute, they figured I been drop
But if I did it for the rhyme critic, homie, I admit it I'd been stopped
I am in it for the Christ risen on a blind mission with a big dawg
With a fine pen, I put my life in the lines with it since "Dear Hip Hop"
Ten years and I'm still on the go
Flood coming and we filling the boat
Christ reigns and He's still on the throne
Your life change when you give Him control
I traded all my shame for divine grace and a lil bit of hope
I gave all of my pain, all of my change wouldn't with it they broke
I came to the villain before
Christ came to deliver the soul
Christ paid, now the sin gotta go
Light came and delivered the blow
My aim wasn't quite fame, but the light came so I live it and go
I came yelling get on the floor, like dice game and I'm still on a roll
He the Lamb, Lion and He the G.O.A.T, yeah

Chorus
Christ gang, I just had to bang on the way up (On the way up)
If God is on my side, it's a layup (It's a layup)
I said you should come and try, that's the prayer (That's the prayer)
It ain't no other side
Christ gang, Christ gang, Christ gang
All-day, all-day (Facts)
All-day, all-day (Facts)
All-day, all-day
Christ gang, Christ gang, Christ gang (Facts)
All-day, all-day (Facts)
All-day, all-day

Post-Chorus
You already know it, yeah
You already know it
You already know it (You already know it)
You already know it

Verse 2
They tryna make Him a mockery (Uh)
But how can a potter be mocked by the pottery
Honestly, gotta be high to think, that you don't need to hear it, you might as well try a lobotomy
Yellin' shame, rebel, I'm an anomaly
God's property I'm stopping 'em properly
Woke up, feeling like I hit the lottery
God's body I got Him inside of me (Woo)
Kamikaze for the body, this a homi'
Try to stop me, you could die if you want
We about it, been about it, finna be about it, see a body, hop in the smoke
If you with Him we the same team, if you ain't with Him then you gangrene
Why play with the grace given, put your faith Him and be made clean, Bizzle

Chorus
Christ gang, I just had to bang on the way up (On the way up)
If God is on my side, it's a layup (It's a layup)
I said you should come and try, that's the prayer (That's the prayer)
It ain't no other side
Christ gang, Christ gang, Christ gang
All-day, all-day (Facts)
All-day, all-day (Facts)
All-day, all-day
Christ gang, Christ gang, Christ gang (Facts)
All-day, all-day (Facts)
All-day, all-day


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