(v1)
It's ironic that they call us weak
It takes a lotta strength to walk the path we've chosen
We're opposing many forces that control em
They can't even see it, so they're cool
But they'll be living lies until their eyes open
So they be chasing after money and "the good life"
Like i don't know what nice looks like?!
Ha! the good life
Like i can't seem to tell when i see bugartis
And i can't seem to tell when i see Nicki's?
They can't get it so they diss me
And they've been mocking us even at Disney
They say we're too holy
They don't get it that we're saved by grace
So when they see us fall, they call us hypocrites
But they don't get our love through the hate
And the peace and the faith, and the joy on our face
Yh they wonder how we do it and they ask me if I'm perfect
But they don't really get it when i tell em that the answer is
(chorus)
No, i ain no superman (and then i tell em that)
And i, i just received the lamb (that's what you gotta do)
(v2)
New spirits, same flesh
The pope goes through the same trials that Wayne gets
It's ok for them to fall even on stage
We fall once and they put it on the front page
Why? cos they know what's good and evil
Buh our flesh ain strong enough
So they think that we should be like em cos now they've given up
Buh I'm not of this world and one day before millions
I'll fly my rocket (racket) to Venus - Williams
"but it's your life so it don't matter if you lose your souls"
Yh it matters cos He paid for those
And he bled for those
So if it's wasted blood
You deserve what you'll get, cos you're wasted! blud!
See this life it never satisfies
They think they see it all
But they can't see at all
And when we try to help they ask me if I'm perfect
But they don't really get it when i tell em that the answer is
(chorus)
(v3)
I could take the whole planet on
It'll be money, girls, till i be hitting platinum
But i ain that cheap
I go for gold streets
Work hard so in heaven I'll get a good seat
And sometimes it gets lonely here
And they gang up hate till I'm lonelier
Buh i don't get discouraged, put my body in a sorrow mode
The fact that we're out numbered only means I'm on the narrow road
And i ain turning back, I'm here always
To fight the battle like Paul says
Till i finish the whole race
Cos he died for me, that's what i call grace
And if they think I'm holy
They don't really know me
I'm the chief of sinners but his grace
It is my testimony
Yet they still be asking questions like is it because i'm perfect
They still don't seem to get it when i tell them that the answer is
(chorus)