Souled Out - Lecrae

Man I consider my life nuthin'

if I could just finish the race

and complete the job the

lord jesus gave me I live to tell the world his message

Romans 1:16 «I'm not Ashamed»

I Ain’t Ashamed

We Souled Out

Seeking God’s face till we fold out

you want it, we got it we ain’t tryin’to hold out

break me, shake me, mold me I would rather die like Christ

that live unholy

1 — 1 — 6 a band of misfits

who get sick at the

state of the world

so we hit strips and spit

Christ Jesus, who scooped us out of the

dirt

and cleaned us we were slave to sinful ways but Christ

freed us believe us because of the bible that supercedes us not to the intellectual thesis

they say we believe in a fools faith

cause kids can grasp it and salvation is granted, to those who

ask it but even if you don’t know systematic

theology

or eschatology

you know Jesus is who you wanna to seek

we ought to be sowing seeds and seeping truth

diciplin’groups of young soldiers

and reeping fruit

aww yeah

this a part of our lifestyle

might sound good on wax

but we livin’it right now

I wish you would catch me on tapes and

CD’s

But never see me in the streets in 3-D

B, Please

We ain’t come here to appease

we came to spit these spiritual

soliloquies

why killers squese triggers

and hammers clap

I’m a shove on my bullet truth vest

and hammer back like that

We Souled Out

Seeking God’s face till we fold out

you want it, we got it we ain’t tryin’to hold out

break me, shake me, mold me I would rather die like Christ

that live unholy

We Souled Out

Seeking God’s face till we fold out

you want it, we got it we ain’t tryin’to hold out

break me, shake me, mold me I would rather die like Christ

that live unholy

Man I do this for the, Way, the truth

the life, Jesus Christ

until my soul take flight

the worlds the same

everyone want to cop a chain, cop a dame, cop 22's on the range

want to cop big fortune and fame

and claiming that they the reason that

the cops get trained

stop the game

I came here to drop a name

Jesus

The same one that blocked the pain

How many thugs you know hard enough to stop the flames

its like

standing on the tracks tyrin to block a train

you got the game

messed up stop and change

mind trapped all wrapped up in locks a chains

the same God you pray to before you

sleep at night

the same God you direspect when you

creep at night

seek the light

ain’t no trin’to plead for life

talkin’bout’I sorry God

He like

Leave my sight

The key to life

is none other than Jesus Christ

If you a slave to your ways

Be free tonight

We Souled Out

Seeking God’s face till we fold out

you want it, we got it we ain’t tryin’to hold out

break me, shake me, mold me I would rather die like Christ

that live unholy

We Souled Out

Seeking God’s face till we fold out

you want it, we got it we ain’t tryin’to hold out

break me, shake me, mold me I would rather die like Christ

that live unholy

I spit these bars

not to get no chicks in cars

Not for spinners on the wheels of expensive cars

Man I do this for the folk who like to lift their arms

pray to god who gave us life

so he can give us all

man I do this for the blocks in tha

Hood

the rocks in tha hood

Jesus Chist, Cornestone

gettin’props in tha hood

folks think we crazed and delerious

cilqued up 40 deep

all saved, all serious Yeah

and if you curious

we got some proof man

we got some answers

we got some truth man

tellin’folks that God is wathchin’you man

Romans 10:9 is all you got to do man

We Souled Out

Seeking God’s face till we fold out

you want it, we got it we ain’t tryin’to hold out

break me, shake me, mold me I would rather die like Christ

that live unholy

We Souled Out

Seeking God’s face till we fold out

you want it, we got it we ain’t tryin’to hold out

break me, shake me, mold me I would rather die like Christ

that live unholy