Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Aliens , by - Lecrae. Song from the album Real Talk, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 08.10.2006
Record label: Reach
Song language: English
Aliens |
| Aliens, foreign, call us, we are |
| Aliens, foreign, call us, we are |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| A — A whole 'nother kind of flow, kinda slow, but we gotta go, cause the |
| world’s so ill |
| L — Living the life, and living it right, and living for Christ, |
| and that’s real in the field |
| I — Intelligent, but irrelevant, without Christ, it’s nothing but another sin |
| element |
| E — Eternal purpose, without Him, this earth is dead and worthless |
| N — Never stop, giving Him props, giving Him praise, now till the end of our |
| days |
| S — Seek Him and please Him and let the people know that they need Him |
| ALIENS |
| New creations, new free agents, ain’t signed to sin |
| What the world do, we don’t do, cause we wanna do, what the Lord do, |
| Christ within |
| Our system, |
| listen, our mission’s the Great Commisssion |
| We come here to represent Him, that’s why we call ourselves Christians |
| Let me spit another line, |
| for the Frontline, and the Plumbline, one time, on the front lines |
| Keep holding it down, for all the pilgrims, all over the world, representing |
| for the bloodline |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| I feel like running in the middle of the campus with the Gammas dropping |
| hammers waving banners saying «Jesus saves» |
| Bringing together the bretheren in a circle in a cipher on the corner yelling |
| pass the phrase |
| Taking heirs of the kingdom to the field of missions so they can spill vision |
| to the children missing |
| Telling the men in prison about the Peace-Be-Stiller |
| Mr. Rise & Walk and Mr. Heal Your Vision |
| Mr. Jesus of Nazareth |
| Bloodied and beaten and we was the reason for the massacare |
| For the sin I commit, and even when I slip, His love is there to grab us up, |
| so as for us |
| We hood just like Cadillacs, and like James in the Cackalacky, do things that |
| will make Him happy, He asks and we do them gladly |
| He changed us from acting crappy, we came here as Satan’s lacky’s, |
| but through Christ I call Him Daddy, |
| now I’m just a pilgrim passing |
| I learned that I don’t belong, got new game, new life, new song |
| Don’t fit in, theres nothing wrong, anti-culture's what I’m on |
| Royal Priesthood, a chosen one |
| Rep Him well until He comes |
| Proposing to people about the propitiation, pre-paid, when Christ died, |
| and decided it was done |
| Preaching to the pushed aside prostitute, destitute, working the block, |
| just to feed her son |
| So if you see us looking different dog, don’t be tripping, just know that we |
| are, a-li-ens |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| I wish I, had a dollar, every time I heard em holla, that I look like, |
| seem like, talk like, them |
| I blend in, till I stand out, shout Jesus, man I really wanna be like, Him |
| And it’s funny, they love me until I speak the truth, and then they say, |
| I’m trying salt their game |
| I gotta do it, I’m the salt of the earth I eat, breathe, sleep, think, |
| walk and talk that mayne |
| We, are not from this planet |
| We, are not from this earth |
| C.O.G.'s, something distinct about the way that we work I |
| Never wanna be discredited for editing the elements evident of a heaven-sent |
| resident |
| I just wanna represent |
| Jesus |
| He’s the Way |
| The holy King |
| Priest and the President |
| I’ma put it in motion |
| The world love sin |
| They boasting |
| They put it on like some lotion |
| If you ain’t focused |
| You fall for the hocus pocus |
| Fall tryna gain ya focus |
| And I ain’t joking |
| We ain’t here to play no games |
| We foreigners in a new terrain |
| Here on mission |
| To represent Him |
| And full of biblical ammunition |
| We aliens |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |
| Strangers in places |
| Foreign in lands that we are in |
| Call us peculiar but know that |
| We are |
| Aliens |