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Carriers of the Cross - Carriers lyrics
IZ-REAL VERSE: If it wasn't for ya grace no doubt I'd be hopeless a schizophrenic living life homeless paranoid thoughts every moment in the trash with a can of OE hungry looking for doughnuts I'd probably be depressed tryin' to mask it on average drinking away my problems 'til the liver can't manage news reports states and it's tragic at twenty-six commits suicide by suffocating in plastic man I'm quite sure I'd be locked up a victim of the game mom ashamed to explain my illegal conduct or matched up in the D.A.'s after line ups on my death bed doctors report time's up I could be hustlin' crack known in the trap as the dope boy twisting ya cap or I might across the map promoting sin as I act ya kid's idol preaching death through my raps MAC THE DOULOS VERSE: I could have been a slave to my own lust Hooked on drugs, sweeping it under the rug...unwilling to own up Or maybe a pedophile. A sadistic misfit who gets kicks out of tryin' to sex a child I'd be who the devil's usin'. Believin' evolution Screamin' revolution for no apparent reason Maybe an irresponsible parent even Or a fool grippin' a tool instead of finishin' school My story could have come To me livin' a criminal lifestyle slapped with a mandatory minimum My friends would have come To my funeral cuz I tried to be tough in a gun fight and didn't run Instead of doin' these gigs, I might be doin' a bid From corner biz thinking I was doin' it big I'm thankful he hunted me down A lost dude who ain't wanna be down is now a son who is found HOOK: I should have woke up in my grave With no escape from God's wrath gotta deal with His rage A sin slave hell's fate for the human race But Christ saves through faith. What amazing grace! (repeat) IZ-REAL VERSE: No grace scratch love and compassion I'd no I be snapping heart cold like the winters in aspen grudges in my heart from the past tense living in unforgiveness tryin' to deal with pain daily through Aspirin I'd probably be struggling bad the next dead beat dad with hidden bags of photographs from porno ads never seekin' help for the habit like I'm far from a addict in denial lies killing my marriage could be confused since the first step unstable like waves get deceived blind chasing the same sex never introduced to the faith yet but flying a main jet with no clue of my after life and the plane wrecks might steal from ya mother beef with ya brother or pops I'd be the creep you hate too creep with ya daughter I might be clowning Christians down with Islam helpless like drowning victims MAC THE DOULOS VERSE: Minus God, I'd be somewhere on broad in a brawl over some broad Following that road that's broad Instead of this road that's narrow In the path of god's wrath pulled back like a bow and arrow Could have been slipped a bad bag loosing my mind state Or breakin' into ya pad boostin' the crime rate Could have been showing up in court For turnin' someone you know into a corpse, still showing no remorse Could have been binge drinking and vomiting Over a toilet then drinking a Heineken again Cuz of sin in my genes, I'd be chasing cinnamon queens Tryin' to get in they're jeans if Jesus ain't intervene No beats on the MPC or emceein' with CM until the lungs is empty see I'd be a heretic minus a savior If not for God's unmerited kindness and favor HOOK: I should have woke up in my grave With no escape from God's wrath gotta deal with His rage A sin slave hell's fate for the human race But Christ saves through faith. What amazing grace! (repeat) CHANT: He sought us. He bought us. He raised us from the grave plus He changed us...rearranged us Amazing grace has saved us He's seeking you. He's seeking to Raise you from the grave too He can change you...rearrange you His amazing grace can save you |
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