Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nothin', artist - Lecrae. Album song Real Talk, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 08.10.2006
Record label: Reach
Song language: English
Nothin' |
I appreciate the love when I rock the stage |
But I don’t do this for props and things |
I’m nothing at all, it’s Christ inside that |
Got me spitting on the mic tonight |
I appreciate the love when I rock the stage |
But I don’t do this for props and things |
I’m nothing at all, it’s Christ inside that |
Got me spitting on the mic tonight |
Ayo, I’ll probably never be the type to spend two bucks on Von Dutch |
But I wanna touch hearts to help the man up scene |
I come to do what the Lord say |
Got my lifestyle flipped to fit His forte |
I’m up early, like moms and grits |
Getting fed, daily bread, till my mind is Script |
And my rhymes' intent |
Is the point straight at the cross |
Without using clever lines and hints |
I know you’d probably be impressed if I cleverly used my melodies |
To share Christ without using His name heavily |
But I’d rather be |
Saying His name so much, you could never get me confused or discredit me |
Cause I don’t wanna do this, I used to be a Judas |
It’s only Christ in me that got me tryin' to make it through this |
I’m giving up time, giving a rhyme |
Cause it ain’t about me getting mine |
Dawg, I’m nothing |
I appreciate the love when I rock the stage |
But I don’t do this for props and things |
I’m nothing at all, it’s Christ inside that |
Got me spitting on the mic tonight |
I appreciate the love when I rock the stage |
But I don’t do this for props and things |
I’m nothing at all, it’s Christ inside that |
Got me spitting on the mic tonight |
Ain’t nothing sweet about me, dawg, but Christ within |
Prior to that, your boy lived a life of sin |
If you catch me giving up money, so folks can eat |
It’s really God working through me, dawg, I’m not that sweet |
And it ain’t a bone in my body that’s naturally good |
And, without the fruit of the Spirit, I’m actually hood |
Basically, it ain’t nothing great in me |
But graciously, my God likes replacing me |
With His own, characteristics, traits and things |
The wages earned from sin, He erased them things |
And gave me a new family tree |
Now the Creator of creation Himself, related to me |
So, if it seem like I shine bright in the limelight |
Or I might think I’m tight man, it’s a lie right |
I’m gritty like J-Silas, guess my worth |
Man without Christ Jesus, I’m less than dirt |
I’m nothing |
I appreciate the love when I rock the stage |
But I don’t do this for props and things |
I’m nothing at all, it’s Christ inside that |
Got me spitting on the mic tonight |
I appreciate the love when I rock the stage |
But I don’t do this for props and things |
I’m nothing at all, it’s Christ inside that |
Got me spitting on the mic tonight |
Cats say they’re gonna change the game |
This is Christian rap |
Why are they barely using the Savior’s name? |
Got flows, saying they rhyme is tight |
Christ gave us breath to spit |
God gave us the mind to write |
We don’t deserve to shine |
Nah, we’re just clay |
I came to lift up Christ, and not what’s my name? |
When I drop this, flow might sound ridiculous |
With Christ smack dab in the middle, so conspicuous, homie |
Clever wordplay is not what the Word say |
Christ and Him crucified, all day, e’ry day |
But have it your way and blab your name |
In Christ’s eyes, you just trying to grab the fame |
It’s nothing but sound bites, nothing but loud pipes |
Speaking in vain main, we’re nothing without Christ |
We should use our last breath to rep for King Jesus |
You shouldn’t have to know our name after we leave ya |
I appreciate the love when I rock the stage |
But I don’t do this for props and things |
I’m nothing at all, it’s Christ inside that |
Got me spitting on the mic tonight |
I appreciate the love when I rock the stage |
But I don’t do this for props and things |
I’m nothing at all, it’s Christ inside that |
Got me spitting on the mic tonight |