On Beat Music - Speak Up lyrics

[Intro: Dillon Chase] I guess I got to say something Too easy to say nothing If I'm going to speak up I got to speak up on my short comings as well We all got the same setbacks I just got a different solution Die Daily, Dillon Chase [Verse 1: Dillon Chase] I'm doing it for God alone Until my pride take over like a pilot drone Styrofoam cup full of lust down inside it low But God hung up on the cross hear the dial tone Now let me walk with the rock that's a mile stone What if God took us all on a ride along We would see the anger and the hurt All the babies getting murked Gets worse that's a hard pill to swallow so I'm a go Talk about it till they can't take it Lord But what I want a vacation for If I'm torn apart limb by limb I hope the Church says more than "defund them" But I know they got a politic prose That will probably get chose By the lobbyist vote But I want to see us all in the Masters house Bill of sin reads d**h it already pa** the house (It pa**ed the house The tragic route Take a one way train coming outta snow) [Verse 2: Dillon Chase] My Goliath is a blank page Slaying giants when I'm slinging ink Destroying dams of damnation Let the waters flow down freedom creek Free the people trapped in a cesspool of evil we got to veto the violence when we hit 'em with the Kingdom peace Die to my selfish ways every day till I levitate cause I'm prone to sing my life song in the key of me I can't even point my index in jest My subliminal criminal mental notes sin best Spin d**h when my lips press words and lend breath To cursed commentary I got villainous interest I've built a momentum that plagues me The faster I travel I can't see From taking out trash to making her laugh it's all in the dash at the same speed How I saw life as a child then Was all sick I guess I had a vile lens Lawless thoughts full of violence But that old me dead, play the violins Mount up - speak life cause He found us But sometimes the loudest Witness is to keep your mouth shut And then block the shade like you living without sun Vows rust and decay like a pile of foul dust They ain't worth much in the Kings speech So we lean low till the king reach Put the Stamp of the lamb on Adams race we advance in His hands never land Now we priest unleashed peace On some freak beast Who need sleep He keeps sheep who are knee deep in cheap heaps Of artificial pleasure from regrets that we repeat [Outro: Micah Smith] Amen Amen Amen I'm just nerve as muscle Gaining strength The Master made me Told me to speak Look for the chords That He died in rose Out to the [?] Taking up their cross Lord Taking up my cross Lord Taking up my cross Lord Taking up my cross Lord