Hot X Cold by Je'kob, Eshon Burgundy

Faith, Hope & Love - Deluxe Edition by Je'kob

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Hot X Cold
by Je'kob, Eshon Burgundy

Album: Faith, Hope & Love - Deluxe Edition
by Je'kob, Eshon Burgundy

Verse 1

They said come on down to the place where you can find
All the pretty little girls & the fine expensive wine
Said this is how you live the life
In the fast lane, with the big chains
And the fast cars. Yeah -they lying to ya
They luke warm - they tryina screw ya
Don't let em have your soul
Don't let em take your soul
Hold on, hold on

Chorus

Hot or cold, which would you rather be
Don't play the middle baby. You're drifting out to sea
All alone, on your own
And you left your life jacket in the drawer by the bed back at home

Verse 2

Uh eh yo hot or cold
Tell me what I gotta do to save your soul
Tell me what I gotta do to make you whole
I know you out there filling really broken, open
Hopin' on a shooting star
Praying to the Lord that He'll meet you where you are
Praying to the one father & son
Holy spirit come on in I don't wanna run
Cause I am on the run. I am so lost
Is there really any meaning in the wooden cross
Is there really any power in the fathers name
And if there is why is it so hard for me to change
Feelin' like i'm hot, feelin' like i'm cold
I'm standing in the middle while they tuggin' at my soul
But this is my time, I don't care how
Lord I surrender, save me now

Chorus

Hot or cold, which would you rather be
Don't play the middle baby. You're drifting out to sea
All alone, on your own
And you left your life jacket in the drawer by the bed back at home

Verse 3

Eshon Burgundy
What's the temperature of ya soul
Sinister prime minister thinking something cold
Or like Jeremiah you and Messiah got something strong
And His word alone is like fire shut up in ya bones
Huh? What up? I'm hailing from buck town
And shots are ringing out so you probably should duck now
Especially if you don 't know if you got hit where you would go
Take a sip of h2o in spit it out and let me know hot or cold

Chorus

Hot or cold, which would you rather be
Don't play the middle baby. You're drifting out to sea
All alone, on your own
And you left your life jacket in the drawer by the bed back at home