"Jesus Muzik" lyrics
(feat. Trip Lee)
Back on the grind again
I know it's been a little while, but it's time again
Folks asking, Crae when you gon' rhyme again?
I'm like "Hold up. Give me time, my man"
See a lot of things changed, some stayed the same
Went from H-Town to D-Town to Memphis, man
One thing is for sure, everywhere I go
People caught up in their self, money, cars and clothes
They talk about it all the time and put it in their songs
They drive around and play it loud like it ain't nothing wrong
And all they talk about is sinful stuff
Got everybody acting bad, thinking that they a thug
And they tryna drown me out but nah they ain't gon' count me out
I got a backpack full of tracts plus I keep a Johnny Mac, so we can pound it out
Plus I'm bumping these Jesus beats whenever they seeing me
People looking all confused 'cause every one of my tunes is screaming Jesus peeps
I was bumping that Trip Lee, BJ rolling with me
Both our heads nodding like we dozing or we tipsy
But we ain't been drinking, man, nah this song just banging, man
Got us screaming Jesus out the window while we changing lanes while we just
Riding with my top down, listening to this Jesus muzik
If you hear that bass bang and you see us in your streets
That stuff your boy's playing, man, it's gon' be them Jesus beats
That stuff we bumping ain't that lean with it, rock with it
It's that change your life and please let the Rock hear
All the stuff that we bump, hear the sound of Christ
Romans 1:16, our prayer to Christ
Once lost, now found but we down with Christ
In the start hearts dark, but we found the light
Now it's sounding right so it's all to the good
We done found new life 'cause the gospel is good
In the past I don't think y'all understood
Now y'all done messed up, let us all in your hood
We got the windows down and when we finna cruise
We tryna glorify the Lord with what we listen to
We bump that Cross Movement, we bump that Lamp Mode
We 'bout that Jesus muzik, get up your hands bro
It might be screwed and chopped, it might be East coast
Either way this Jesus muzik's hot, bump this in your speakers bro
The Lord ain't pleased with that money and weed
So, if you hear them subs and you see us up in your streets
I might be
You like music from Rap to Gospel
But you pro'ly never heard nobody rap the gospel
Different sound but the truth's the same
With no choirs, no bands, but the truth remains
We got fam in the clique, set the booth aflame
St. Louis up to Philly like Deuce and FLAME
If you lost in the flow, don't lose the Name
It's Jesus Christ, the King of the Jews, my man
This ain't entertainment, dawg it's timeless truth
Would you rather hear a song about shiny coupes, nope
Non-fat, non-gat, non-killa rap
100% Christ, the Blood Spilla rap
Y'all feelin' that?
Rap wrapped up with the gospel truth, aye Trip yo reel it back
Y'all feelin' that?
Rap wrapped up with the gospel truth, aye Trip dawg reel it back
If in our car you hear that boom-bap
And you hear some dudes rap
It ain't them folks that boast, it's folks that tell you where the truth's at
We don't wanna hear about dimes and dope
We don't wanna hear about knives and smoke
We don't wanna hear about moving packs and foolish cats who lie and boast
We do wanna hear about Christ the King
Do wanna hear how lives have changed
We do wanna hear how God is pleased and theology out the Bible, man
This Jesus muzik turn heads. So, turn it up and let 'em know
In all we do He's first and this Jesus muzik's better bro
I know it's been a little while, but it's time again
Folks asking, Crae when you gon' rhyme again?
I'm like "Hold up. Give me time, my man"
See a lot of things changed, some stayed the same
Went from H-Town to D-Town to Memphis, man
One thing is for sure, everywhere I go
People caught up in their self, money, cars and clothes
They talk about it all the time and put it in their songs
They drive around and play it loud like it ain't nothing wrong
And all they talk about is sinful stuff
Got everybody acting bad, thinking that they a thug
And they tryna drown me out but nah they ain't gon' count me out
I got a backpack full of tracts plus I keep a Johnny Mac, so we can pound it out
Plus I'm bumping these Jesus beats whenever they seeing me
People looking all confused 'cause every one of my tunes is screaming Jesus peeps
I was bumping that Trip Lee, BJ rolling with me
Both our heads nodding like we dozing or we tipsy
But we ain't been drinking, man, nah this song just banging, man
Got us screaming Jesus out the window while we changing lanes while we just
Riding with my top down, listening to this Jesus muzik
If you hear that bass bang and you see us in your streets
That stuff your boy's playing, man, it's gon' be them Jesus beats
That stuff we bumping ain't that lean with it, rock with it
It's that change your life and please let the Rock hear
All the stuff that we bump, hear the sound of Christ
Romans 1:16, our prayer to Christ
Once lost, now found but we down with Christ
In the start hearts dark, but we found the light
Now it's sounding right so it's all to the good
We done found new life 'cause the gospel is good
In the past I don't think y'all understood
Now y'all done messed up, let us all in your hood
We got the windows down and when we finna cruise
We tryna glorify the Lord with what we listen to
We bump that Cross Movement, we bump that Lamp Mode
We 'bout that Jesus muzik, get up your hands bro
It might be screwed and chopped, it might be East coast
Either way this Jesus muzik's hot, bump this in your speakers bro
The Lord ain't pleased with that money and weed
So, if you hear them subs and you see us up in your streets
I might be
You like music from Rap to Gospel
But you pro'ly never heard nobody rap the gospel
Different sound but the truth's the same
With no choirs, no bands, but the truth remains
We got fam in the clique, set the booth aflame
St. Louis up to Philly like Deuce and FLAME
If you lost in the flow, don't lose the Name
It's Jesus Christ, the King of the Jews, my man
This ain't entertainment, dawg it's timeless truth
Would you rather hear a song about shiny coupes, nope
Non-fat, non-gat, non-killa rap
100% Christ, the Blood Spilla rap
Y'all feelin' that?
Rap wrapped up with the gospel truth, aye Trip yo reel it back
Y'all feelin' that?
Rap wrapped up with the gospel truth, aye Trip dawg reel it back
If in our car you hear that boom-bap
And you hear some dudes rap
It ain't them folks that boast, it's folks that tell you where the truth's at
We don't wanna hear about dimes and dope
We don't wanna hear about knives and smoke
We don't wanna hear about moving packs and foolish cats who lie and boast
We do wanna hear about Christ the King
Do wanna hear how lives have changed
We do wanna hear how God is pleased and theology out the Bible, man
This Jesus muzik turn heads. So, turn it up and let 'em know
In all we do He's first and this Jesus muzik's better bro
