City on His Back

Okay I’m not going back

I got this cross on my back, cross on my back

Death came but God chose to act

He put the city on, the city on, the city on,

The city on His back

Okay, it’s really on His back

My shame and all my pity on His back

It’s plenty souls in tact

Cause Christ put so many on His back

He put the city on, the city on, the city on,

The city on His

Ay, okay

Humble yourself and go pray for the trenches

It’s too many chasing religion who ain’t

Never been face to face with a gremlin

I can’t worship this rap everything that I do for

The One who was slain and was risen

This young rapper told me he married the game

Now I see why he stay with the misses

Hey okay, I can’t do no faking and switching

I was walking with Christ on the floor eating rice

I can’t do no occasional Christian

Did you really pick up your cross

Or was you only here for the fame and the riches

If you worship God over money then where was

Your faith when your payment was missing

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

Fresh plate coming straight out the kitchen

Hey, they know I been a rebel been sliding on treble

Way back when nobody would listen

I might stomp on a demonic rapper

Can’t none of them hang with the way that we spitting

I told ‘em, all yo peers mid just like the Ancient Egyptians

Woah, oh no

Had to turn off yo music my dawg

I can’t listen to all the bull in your audible

We skipping through it my dawg

Huh

I ain’t listening to Rod Wave

But I know the one who opened up the waves with a rod

And freed all the slaves from the frauds

And took all my shame and my flaws

That’s God

Okay I’m not going back

I got this cross on my back, cross on my back

Death came but God chose to act

He put the city on, the city on, the city on,

The city on His back

Okay, it’s really on His back

My shame and all my pity on His back

It’s plenty souls in tact

Cause Christ put so many on His back

He put the city on, the city on, the city on,

The city on His

Been a soldier since back in the Yota

And still I’m enlisted

Aye

I was looking at horror through them horoscopes

I ain’t know I was playing with witches

Around me ain’t no zodiac sign finna ever get mentioned

Aye

If I speak on the gemini it’s cause the weight that I’m benching

And bars that I’m lifting

I been overheads like a tall fellow

In The Son like a palmetto

I was higher than falsetto

Had to get off the tree like a leaf when the fall settle

They know Mont wrestle opp devils

For the God who came out of a small ghetto

And bought several lost rebels on the cross

Got The Word on my tongue when I talk

Yeah

Okay I’m not going back

I got this cross on my back, cross on my back

Death came but God chose to act

He put the city on, the city on, the city on,

The city on His back

Okay, it’s really on His back

My shame and all my pity on His back

It’s plenty souls in tact

Cause Christ put so many on His back

He put the city on, the city on, the city on,

The city on His