(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)