All Day Lyrics

The Phanatik
Written by Brady Goodwin, Jr.
Produced by Official
Recorded by Gordon (The Studio, Phila., Pa)
Mixed by Kenny McDonald (No Mystery Studio, NY, NY)
Cross Movement Music & Publishing (SESAC)

Verse 1: I understand and stand under the cross of He who bled Now I'm covered in His blood-shed, all I see is red Like the Red Sea, it's deadly with out Christ so cool it My God played this world like twelve inches, cause He rules it From pulpit to ghetto, projects to golden meadows The Bread of Life leads men back home like Hanzel and Gretle Push the peddle across the globe like express truckers or bikers Carry the Gospel like Fed- Ex from Rutgers to Rikers Some love us some like, then some can't stand us, Cause we expose and appose the evil that man does That we do, not even those who speak in Greek and Hebrew Can build a wall of knowledge of self that God can't see through It's He who made us, and not we ourselves, Don't have enough might, enough thought power cells And our shells are empty until He fills them So ‘til then Cross Movement will be chillin' No more lookin' for a real love Mary J. Now I ______ with Jesus all day every day.

Chorus: From sun up, unto sun down There is One Love, Who wears One crown Long as my mic is plugged into my cord We live one life and we serve One Lord

Verse 2: Daily, my mind is bombarded with the fact of things That God is not a part of our everyday happenings, The raps we sing, the films we watch, the lives we live Men's prerogative And we like it like that, when God's word comes across the net, You can bet we spike it right back But when you're the object of pain, it's not odd it's insane How God is left out, yet God gets the blame When it's negative, yet all the while peep all the smiles As peeps call and shout, “yo, just let us live” Even though it's very contrary to what He say That's how they roll all day every day

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Verse 3: Check this y'all, don't get lost in my song rhythm Eyes off me and onto the King who's long livin' Ever since me and the Lord have been swingin like ax handles Without Him, life is risky business like tax scandals Now He got me feelin nicer than Jack Daniels Reject Christ and end up burnin like wax candles But that's not His main thrust, look how He gains trust And loved us enough to let His veins bust Follow man if you want trouble, Live life on your own and catch wreck like a stunt double Death is the penalty for sin so we're called to die So all rise, but all eyes on the fall guy The substitute, man's stand in at the cross Was slain as a lamb, paid as a ransom for the lost The cost of keeping it real, hip-hop's motto and creed Is escaping reality, through a fat bag of weed I would've had to bleed, just to pay for my own sins Born with an omen, ‘til Christ came now I owe Him And can't repay, so check the chant we say It's Jesus the Christ all day every day

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