Da T.r.u.t.h. - Scent lyrics

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Da T.r.u.t.h. - Scent lyrics

We worship a God who's personally involved We're personally in all, superfluously we talk about Him Working His perfect purpose in me and all my boys Worship he of whom the earth and sea revolves, oh We're so enamored-His goodness has got us ramming His bushes has got his ram in them He's checking our motives, pushes us to examine them Sin had us locked doing push ups in the slammer and man I'm not stammering I thank the Lord Jesus Christ for standing in the gap Handling the sin dilemma that man is in Man is spiritually poor like pan handling But could become rich through Christ the slain lamb for sin Check yo! God's people are situated the Father's propitiated Since Jesus initiated and choose us to be wonderful sons now we anticipate Him Like waiting for the summer to come, let's get it God's people get it, get it Stand up get it, get it Hands up get it, get it Man up get it, get it God's people all over the building, just get it, get it Overcomers get it, get it Conquerors get it, get it If you've been freed from sin then get it, get it If you know you've been sent then get it, get it If you're carrying the scent then get it, get it God's people get it, get it Everybody, get it, get it Jesus baby, oh Preeminent died on the cross for people that got sin in them Jesus and God are the same like synonyms He saves people from sin and then He's sending them out First on the block we're suppose to go local Then to the uttermost part we're suppose to go global When it comes to Jesus baby we're promotional moguls Promoting the gift that's free like sprints mobile to mobile oh We ain't ashamed our preaching is not in vein Though I know that it would be if somebody found His remains But they never will that's impossible Like trying to heat things up with a popsicle We follow the model of Apostle Paul Praying that heathens would heed to the prophets call 'Cause we're saying be reconciled come make amends To fornicators, adulterers, chiefs' thieves, pedophiles Knees better bow, we were slaves to our sin 'Til God sent us the truth and He let us out We're no longer under the bondage of sin no longer under the power of sin We ain't slaves no more 'cause we got new power within We don't feel the need to follow the trend since He exchanged and bore Our guilt we ain't waging war Come and be a new creation born from above While... God's people get it, get it Stand up get it, get it Hands up get it, get it Man up get it, get it God's people all over the building, just get it, get it Overcomers get it, get it Conquerors get it, get it If you've been freed from sin then get it, get it If you know you've been sent then get it, get it If you're carrying the scent then get it, get it God's people get it, get it Everybody, get it, get it Ride with me Put your hands to the sky with me Everybody come alive with me Fix your eyes on God with me