Hook
Used to chase the wind
Just to fit right In
Now we're new within
We got nothing to prove
We got nothing
We got nothing to prove
We got nothing
BALIVA VERSE
I've been rejected for my image
Call me Worzell gummage
But I'm feeling strong
Like I had a bit of spinach
Coz I know who I be
Made in his image
Now Im living so free
Breaking all the limits
Break down all the culture
Peer pressure's a vulture
People pleasing the critics
There's no way you can fix this
With the love of the father
Like Mali take me higher
No interview just hire
Coz faith is your Attire
Now people will act strange
When you start to make a change
But keep on pressing on
Coz my lord will make your stong
Just throw your hands up
Show the world that you don't care
Just wear what you like and dance like no one's there
You were, made in his image and your changed by his spirit
So just, wear all the colours you like, spead all the love that's inside
Like Joseph and his great coat
His brothers didn't approve
God had the final chess move
Joseph dddidn't need proof
HOOK
Used to chase the wind
Just to fit right In
Now we're new within
We got nothing to prove
We got nothing
We got nothing to prove
We got nothing
PREACHER VERSE
I, I had the latest era caps
Wardrobe filled with Adidas
Had the chains, the earrings
Yeah you could say "I was loving that"
Blasting 50 cent music out loud on the bus, "upper deck"
Angry heads turning back looking at me, thinking "what the heck?"
Media tells you to "do that", "wear that", "look that"
Change my image like play dough, na fella, I just "fall back"
I know, who I am
(I am) created by the "Great I AM"
If you need a refresh of who you are
Then go back to the Crea-tor
Going over the boundaries
"Not trying to fit in"
Living as a people pleaser
"It's like chasing the wind"
Made in His image
Wonderfully, amazingly, and faithfully
Shine that new man within you for the World
To see
If I'm living to please people then I'm just, wasting my life
I'm, made to be unique
Be more like Christ, in my life!
Rather be the odd one out, than be a puppet for the world
"rather be, the odd one out
Than be a
Puppet, for the, world"
(N2P!)
SAINTS VERSE
Nothing to lose tattooed around his gun wounds
Everything to gain, embedded in his brain
Me Im just a saint, no I'm not insane
Im just saying, Saint's not just my name
I've been born again, I'm a saint
Perfect, no I ain't
But Look I'm getting better day to day
Failed yesterday, Pray for a better day today
Not the same, In a different lane
I go against the grain, It's insane
They think it's a game, tell em think again
Unafraid not a thing to lose, everything to gain
Jesus saved, I am unashamed, stand in Jesus name
I've beens saved, you could be the same
Really could be saved (Come again?)
Look it's like air guitar, I ain't really playing
I've got nothing to hide, nothing to lose
Nothing but the truth, I don't lie
Nothing to prove, Look I'm on my grind
A provider nuff things to do
Money on my mind and I don't really mind who disapproves