| Going in like my first name is Holiday
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| Looking to lose, I already gave it all away
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| To the Father pray, you see that money got a mean fade away
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| Leave you with Pennies and a Hardaway
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| My motto stay, on that imago dei
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| Me and my God finna ride on some all the way
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| The power of the gospel, many will die today
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| Then come alive, putting faith in the God who reigns
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| Fallen, lifeless, livin' dead, no Michael Myers
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| Dead end, dead end, dead wrong liar liar
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| Life lookin' bad so I took my vision higher
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| Focus off of me when he came and crossed my wires
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| Cleared off, come alive, no more asking who am I
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| My identity, infinity, which means I won’t expire
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| Truth got me goin' wild, if you out there in the crowd
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| And you feel this in your soul, so that mean you gettin' loud, get it?
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| Minor, I’m where they merk you for a couple grand
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| Look at the surface, The Walking Dead, this Zombie Land
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| That’s why some people say they’ll never trust the church again
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| 'Cause these preachers ridin' clean and they don’t even care
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| What if our heart stop? |
| Then I guess this the defibrillator
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| And the only thing we preach, the blood of Christ, he’s the one that made us
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| And I ain’t got no hidden agenda when I rap boy, so hi hater
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| Come alive now, you ain’t gon' have time later
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| Man you ever seen a dead man walking?
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| Every place he lays his head is a coffin
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| Deaf to the truth, blind to the light
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| He think he livin', he ain’t ever seen life
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| Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
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| Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
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| And come alive (you don’t hear me?)
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| Come alive (you don’t hear me?)
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| Come alive (you don’t hear me?)
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| Come alive (you don’t hear me?)
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| Wake up
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| Yeah! |
| Nothing safe 'round here
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| My faith is touching everything (everything?) Yeah
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| I was bought with a price, so my life ain’t my own
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| If you walk with the Christ, it’s more than just Sunday morning
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| It’s how I live on the road, how you talk to your wife
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| It’s how I live when I’m home, when I cut off the lights
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| How I’m spending my dough, that’s when my heart is exposed
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| Am I generous with it, or do I never let go?
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| Man these boys is young, wild, and reckless, scheming on the neck-a-lace
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| Teachers tell them they’ll never be nothing but a detriment
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| While you looking past them, they headed for the casket
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| I’m trying to show 'em love, why you mad about my tracklist?
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| You white washed tombs, yeah I hear you quoting Spurgeon
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| If you ain’t out here loving them, then what’s the point of learning?
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| Them widows and them orphans, girls having abortions
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| You prob’ly cant see 'em, you’re too high up on your horses
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| You claim to live it up, you’re living for the moment
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| But you’re dead boy, I smell you decomposing
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| And we was dead too, so we don’t wanna leave ya homie
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| 'Cause them reapers play to keep, your eyes ain’t even open
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| I got some news for ya, the best you’ve ever heard
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| The Son died, then came back alive on the third
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| And He can resurrect you, all you gotta do is say the word
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| And you can take my word for it, He raised me out that dirt
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| Man you ever seen a dead man walking?
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| Every place he lays his head is a coffin
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| Deaf to the truth, blind to the light
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| He think he livin', he ain’t ever seen life
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| Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
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| Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
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| And come alive (you don’t hear me?)
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| Come alive (you don’t hear me?)
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| Come alive (you don’t hear me?)
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| Come alive (you don’t hear me?)
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| Wake up |