Give it to God
Or lose your head
Like ichabod
Snooze instead
Forget the money
In Christ we rest
Got the Milk and honey
No meat like Peter
I'm the sheep and he the leader
He the chief and he the healer
So discrete you hear the beat
Now believing on yeshua
Even demons know Jesus
Falling at the feet of king's love
Peeping on ya schemes
Holy Ghost tells
Writing on my jeans he's loves
Brock Evan Hames that flow is so holy
You know that we pray and then we go boldly
That throne of grace while bumpin kenoly
Praising Yahweh you know that we glowin
Ye ain't ever know a God like this
Full of grace and truth
He made clay and you
He the one made snow so bliss
Gave patience too
Spoke space and the color blue
All cake to the way the truth
All fame to the one they slew
Go faith with the grace and proof
Amazing who he saves and choose made a place in heaven's booth
Everybody gotta a God
Is it yo money or yo car?
Everybody want the sauce
But is yo soul worth the cost?
Ya worshiping idols
Mind growing idle
You want some liberty? Pick up a Bible
Society hiding the truth
Jesus he died and he did it for you
Ya nature was sin
Ya actions the proof
Ya running for him
But he wants to groove
He'd do it again
Already finished it
If it offends
Then prolly I'm telling the
Truth in the booth
Thinking ya first well then hit the caboose
Look up, Hebrews too
See what he did
Devil he came but mess with the kid
All praise to the most fly
Yahweh he the most kind
All day been so high like the temple fire
Need no light
Let's get down to the nitty gritty
Do ya seek The Lord or are you in the city
No Condemnation cause it ain't pretty
We got Different definitions of litty
Premonitions of the end they just sitting
Come meet my papa he's bigger than biggie
Invented the plenty
That's who he is
He loved you to death
Forgave all your sins
Everybody gotta a God
Is it yo money or yo car?
Everybody want the sauce
But is yo soul worth the cost?
Latter Rain - Idolz (feat. Big Mo) Lyrics
Latter Rain - Idolz (feat. Big Mo) Lyrics
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Give it to God
Or lose your head
Like ichabod
Snooze instead
Forget the money
In Christ we rest
Got the Milk and honey
No meat like Peter
I'm the sheep and he the leader
He the chief and he the healer
So discrete you hear the beat
Now believing on yeshua
Even demons know Jesus
Falling at the feet of king's love
Peeping on ya schemes
Holy Ghost tells
Writing on my jeans he's loves
Brock Evan Hames that flow is so holy
You know that we pray and then we go boldly
That throne of grace while bumpin kenoly
Praising Yahweh you know that we glowin
Ye ain't ever know a God like this
Full of grace and truth
He made clay and you
He the one made snow so bliss
Gave patience too
Spoke space and the color blue
All cake to the way the truth
All fame to the one they slew
Go faith with the grace and proof
Amazing who he saves and choose made a place in heaven's booth
Everybody gotta a God
Is it yo money or yo car?
Everybody want the sauce
But is yo soul worth the cost?
Ya worshiping idols
Mind growing idle
You want some liberty? Pick up a Bible
Society hiding the truth
Jesus he died and he did it for you
Ya nature was sin
Ya actions the proof
Ya running for him
But he wants to groove
He'd do it again
Already finished it
If it offends
Then prolly I'm telling the
Truth in the booth
Thinking ya first well then hit the caboose
Look up, Hebrews too
See what he did
Devil he came but mess with the kid
All praise to the most fly
Yahweh he the most kind
All day been so high like the temple fire
Need no light
Let's get down to the nitty gritty
Do ya seek The Lord or are you in the city
No Condemnation cause it ain't pretty
We got Different definitions of litty
Premonitions of the end they just sitting
Come meet my papa he's bigger than biggie
Invented the plenty
That's who he is
He loved you to death
Forgave all your sins
Everybody gotta a God
Is it yo money or yo car?
Everybody want the sauce
But is yo soul worth the cost?
Or lose your head
Like ichabod
Snooze instead
Forget the money
In Christ we rest
Got the Milk and honey
No meat like Peter
I'm the sheep and he the leader
He the chief and he the healer
So discrete you hear the beat
Now believing on yeshua
Even demons know Jesus
Falling at the feet of king's love
Peeping on ya schemes
Holy Ghost tells
Writing on my jeans he's loves
Brock Evan Hames that flow is so holy
You know that we pray and then we go boldly
That throne of grace while bumpin kenoly
Praising Yahweh you know that we glowin
Ye ain't ever know a God like this
Full of grace and truth
He made clay and you
He the one made snow so bliss
Gave patience too
Spoke space and the color blue
All cake to the way the truth
All fame to the one they slew
Go faith with the grace and proof
Amazing who he saves and choose made a place in heaven's booth
Everybody gotta a God
Is it yo money or yo car?
Everybody want the sauce
But is yo soul worth the cost?
Ya worshiping idols
Mind growing idle
You want some liberty? Pick up a Bible
Society hiding the truth
Jesus he died and he did it for you
Ya nature was sin
Ya actions the proof
Ya running for him
But he wants to groove
He'd do it again
Already finished it
If it offends
Then prolly I'm telling the
Truth in the booth
Thinking ya first well then hit the caboose
Look up, Hebrews too
See what he did
Devil he came but mess with the kid
All praise to the most fly
Yahweh he the most kind
All day been so high like the temple fire
Need no light
Let's get down to the nitty gritty
Do ya seek The Lord or are you in the city
No Condemnation cause it ain't pretty
We got Different definitions of litty
Premonitions of the end they just sitting
Come meet my papa he's bigger than biggie
Invented the plenty
That's who he is
He loved you to death
Forgave all your sins
Everybody gotta a God
Is it yo money or yo car?
Everybody want the sauce
But is yo soul worth the cost?
Writer: Brock Hames
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid