W.L.A.K. - ABNY(Marty McFly) lyrics

[Hook: Swoope] I wanna leave, but I gotta wait The world asleep, but I'm wide awake Living here is screwed up, I'm outta my mind I'm living in the future, Marty McFly [Verse 1: Swoope] They say when in Rome do what Romans do But this isn't Rome so we do what Romans do I ain't talking population, it's Romans 8 We gonna wait for the one alone on the throne to save Us from distractions that could take our eyes off Jesus With sin could leave me speechless I ain't know what to say Spirit intercede my speech for me I don't know how to pray Maranatha, Maranatha it's the song of the saints That's what we sing sing until he frees us Until we hear that ring ring calling us home to be raised Mind set on flesh, strife and grief A mind set on the spirit homie is life in peace Uhh, and that's something they could never take From this love there's nothing that can separate We at home in the father Its gold in these jars, real treasure that waits on Heaven's day [Hook] I wanna leave, but I gotta wait The world asleep, but I'm wide awake Living here is screwed up, I'm outta my mind I'm living in the future, Marty McFly I'm at home already I ain't gone but I'm ready I'm at home already I ain't gone but I'm ready [Verse 2: Alex Faith] Hello to the world and we back on the grind Living in a future state of mind Free from the world so we leave behind Everything beside the joy that we find I tell ya I'm so outta here They really think I'm crazy (psycho) Spent a whole lotta' years Life is being wasted But I'm so alive now It's like He pulled the sky down I know what I look forward to I think I could just die now No for real, Jesus come and take me home This world is breaking my heart I know this ain't where I belong But while I'm here, my burden is reflect the glory Of the Son who died to save me from a hellish story And I pray that the world will see their need for the one Who created all these molecules, mountains, winds and waves Planted the stars in the sky the moon and the sun Are you starting to get the picture I'm painting here? Bros are screaming Maranatha, He ain't staying here Representing till He calls it off, then we outta here [Hook] [Verse 3: Swoope] Yeahh!, We Live As Kings Uhhh, Got the first fruits of the glory thats coming over there Suffering is apples & oranges, none of it compares Satan is wrong and doomed, creation is grown into I get past what I'm going through, by knowing where I'm going to The world is on one, so I'm going too Oh the saints is marching in yea I'm going too What we got to fear homie? Not d**h, we at the crib homie already but not yet [Hook]