Letra de «Truth»
Spoken:
Bring it drums (Yah) This song right here Is for everybody out there looking for truth Who says, you know We all in the same boat Yeah, Christians and Muslims, everybody like that, huh Yow, you lookin' for truth Oh, I've got some answers man So good to be Ah, let's get into itLet's go Night and Day I ain't scared to say that we different They play the prostitute but they like to say they just intimate And Idols in their heart, they can't seem to lose their grip on it See them walkin' in the direction that canned and crippled them Our World is different like Whitley and Wayne man They say we look the same but we ain't chasin' the same thing It all boils down to they think everythings relative Jesus might as well be a South American president Very evident, they say that Jesus was heaven sent They lifestyle reflects they worship themselves instead of Him They don't acknowledge the Christ if they did they wouldn't worship themselves by the way that they live All these rappers say they got guns that spray off 16 I've got a Luke 9 that can take all 16 That's the Bible the one they prop But they don't care about the author they think he's a joke.
Spoken:
"Man, It's just some folks say, "All truth is relative, it just depends on what you believe." You know, "hey man, ain't no way to know for sure who God is or what's really true." But that means you believe your own statement; that there's no way to know what's really true. You're saying that that statement is true. You're killing yourself. If what's true for you is true for you and what's true for me is true for me, what if my truth says your's is a lie? Is it still true? Come on man! "I promise everybody is asking the same questions "Who am I? What is my purpose and my direction? " Y'probably believe that you exist for no other reason Than Self-satisfaction, hedonism and pleasing things Life's about you getting' yours and bein' happy Even if it means a divorce and switchin' families? Your job, your house, your car, your spouse It's all for the glory of you, Elsh-u-ou You go to school get y' degrees and get a job So you can make a whole lotta' g's cause' lifes hard You never thought of livin to please a real God And that's the reason he made you See, he gave you breathe to breathe the chest to breathe it. So you can taste and see He's the best, believe it He made us for His glory and not for your own homey Our God is Holy. You should repent and die slowly
Spoken:
"See, there's this thing called "Secular Humanism", it says man is the source of all meaning and all purposing. You know what I'm saying? We're just the result of a big cosmic explosion. We don't really have a purpose or meaning, so we just come up with our own purpose. We're the source of our meaning and our purpose. How can a man, which is the product of chance, a finite being be the source of purpose and meaning? You can't! You're created with purpose man! Get with The Creator yo! "Man, everybody got a problem with God And when you mention the Christ Then they really get to turning the nod But some say they roll with Christ But some rappers made it seem like He was cool With all the sin in their life NO! But then some say "How can God exist when All this evil stuff in the world keep persistin'? Wrong question. Ask again. "How come God ain't' let you feel the wrath from sin? " What you thought last night deserved a first class flight To Hell where God doesn't dwell. You got that right But He bought back life, on a cross that night Christ died, you ain't know that he crossed that price? All of God's anger put on His son Then together, through all of eternity. Now He was shunned. Praise God for the life that was won for us Ain't got a beef with God because the son was crushed

