Tony Tillman - Break Bread lyrics

[Verse 1: Tony Tillman] No more going in circles we know His way at last And we ain't straying He gave us power to stay the path And we don't sleep on His teachings we stay awake in cla** And find faithful men to break bread like its made of gla** We wake up early and crash late In the word seeking Jesus with the mad face Exhorting brothas live ya life like its your last day In worship being taught the same things like sum cla**mates [Verse 2: Derek Minor] Gimme a fork, I'm at the Lord's table with my kin I need a bib, I'm so sloppy when I get it in We on that soul food, help us loose the taste for sin Gave me the itis, got me sleeping on haters again You say you hungry, I'm telling you come eat Give me some of your portion, you know that I'm greedy And I'mma give you mine, nourish the body Break bread, let's finish the plate, communally [Hook: ALL] I'm sitting at the Lord's table tryna break bread What you holding on, better break bread We eating over here, get a chair you can break bread Aye what you got over there, I'm coming over trying break bread Break bread [16x] [Verse 3: Canon] Many have one gift or got a talent to give to papa Better worship him and edify your sister and your brosha The spirit gave birth to your talent kinda like a masha They ask use these gifts for the devil I tell them nada Now And Our Talents did we get it from the spirit, then why Do we Act selfish to those who helpless we sit by Black ow blow black ow Come to my house, with a big cow and Come and sit down, come and get down Serve it all and give 'em all your best now [Verse 4: Chad Jones] Ok that bread ain't yours did you earn whatcha holdin on It's the baker whose the maker We should take and put our focus on The savior said to take the oats and quake 'em microwave 'em bro Oatmeal beat no meal the Spirit got you so filled Cheers to life Ted Danson, we work as family Hanson Or Jacksons, our talents, It's all for one put hands in If i got it, you got it, By Gods grace you profit If you offer me nada, Hakuna Matata [Hook: ALL] I'm sitting at the Lord's table tryna break bread What you holding on, better break bread We eating over here, get a chair you can break bread Aye what you got over there, I'm coming over trying break bread Break bread [16x] [Verse 5: Tony Tillman] We wrestle through the darkness with people until the day come We take the truth and shoot it strait like a ray gun And we strive to be diverse in our communities All these colors got us looking like a box of crayons In one faith and baptism we sharing them With one God who's high and flier than seraphims So we sit at the table of the Lord God Breaking bread looking like a bunch of vegetarians [Hook: ALL] I'm sitting at the Lord's table tryna break bread What you holding on, better break bread We eating over here, get a chair you can break bread Aye what you got over there, I'm coming over trying break bread Break bread [16x]