| I'm free from sin | |
| I win! I win! | |
| I'm free! I'm free! | |
| And no more chains are holding me! | |
| I'm free from death, | |
| Got power now, | |
| Me kill the flesh | |
| I'm free! I'm free! | |
| (tell the world) I'm gone, I'm gone! | |
| I know when you hear this beat it sound like something to step with | |
| But morals and your music, you want them separate | |
| Like garnish on the side something y'all don't mess with | |
| That Christo-centric rap eclectic | |
| You might like rap that's wild and reckless | |
| A soap box for lots young and restless | |
| They got ya head bobbin' til ya lose ya necklace | |
| Or betta yet bobbin' til it leaves you neck less | |
| You know where death is, where no more breath is and third graders learn how to leave you chestless | |
| Where God is dissed, dismissed and distant and far from their hearts cause they hard and wicked | |
| Sin hates God for real, that's he's rarely talked about and he don't get the mass appeal | |
| You might see sin sharin' a meal that it eats while it cheats on the spouse out seeking a thrill | |
| I'm free from sin | |
| I win! I win! | |
| I'm free! I'm free! | |
| And no more chains are holding me! | |
| I'm free from death, | |
| Got power now, | |
| Me kill the flesh | |
| I'm free! I'm free! | |
| (tell the world) I'm gone, I'm gone! | |
| They walk in the church dressed flyer than sea birds, | |
| She came to see him he hopin' to see her | |
| They motives ain't right and they heart ain't either, and over God they choose to feed they fever | |
| See he don't understand that it's Christ who bled for, every second glance every turn of his head yo | |
| And she don't really get that, Jesus did that, for every time she fantasize about his six pack | |
| They sure like Al B, to connect like his brows be, and with they bodies spit in God's face so foully | |
| Sin so bad it's a liar | |
| It's says we on the throne, tells God to retire | |
| It's says He ain't enough | |
| And it says we want more | |
| It's says He ain't just and it says He ain't Lord | |
| Sin is the laugh at his power, rape of his mercy, mock of his patience, it say He ain't worthy | |
| I been duped and been schemed | |
| Like the Lord was cool with my sinning, mocking the cross living unrepented | |
| My sinful ways kept us so distant | |
| We know He's Lord and Big King | |
| Let him run your life like a Simmons | |
| Then you'll start loving his righteousness and we start | |
| Looking just like his kids | |
| Live free by His mercy and grace | |
| Live free by His mercy and grace and tell the world I'm gone | |
| Live free by His patience and peace | |
| Live free by His patience and peace and tell the flesh I'm gone | |
| Live free by His joy and love | |
| Live free by His joy and love and tell the lust I'm gone | |
| Live free by His truth and just | |
| Live free by His truth and just and tell the hate I'm gone |
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