Get Low

They say we look ridiculous when my crew came
Yet you’re the one who’s rocking two chains
Can’t stop us when we’re in Him yeah we do things
Ask us if we have the proof? Check the fruit man
(Yeah!) Evidence see this dude’s changed
But somehow that music still bangs
So funky talking draws with stool stains
Keep looking but they don’t have a clue man
You see this blood? Can’t ever land a true claim
We’re covered up! No we never ever knew fame
Them hard knocks oh well I guess the school’s change
It don’t stop. Make a dollar out of loose change
Cross my heart I hope to die with the banner raised
They’re teaching lies far worse than saying Santa came
Like I don’t know miracle whip from the mayonnaise
Mismatch out the gate. Saturdays when Alabama plays
You’re too high. «Better Get Low»
Just a matter of time. «Better Get Low»
Pride got you on that mountain. «Better Get Low»
You’re looking down and we’re shouting, «Better Get Low»
Call me Felix when the hammer bangs
We fixed up; and now we have the channel changed
Ain’t no time to hesitate stop saying can’t it wait
Remember that the streets is watching, a candid camera man
Play time see it’s over bro
We charged up! on that Holy Spirit overload
On that holy road going only where He told us go
Dropping what we’re doing singing «Let it go» like Frozen so …
I keep my ear to that pavement
Remind myself that on my own I cannot make it
Only through Christ did it ever make sense
Wherever Jesus be I’m trying to be adjacent
Focus on the words and drop the music — Take Six
If it’s about me then the focus no it ain’t Him
That’s why you find me posted cooking in the basement
So let me get out the way again. Amen
You’re too high. «Better Get Low»
Just a matter of time. «Better Get Low»
Pride got you on that mountain. «Better Get Low»
You’re looking down and we’re shouting, «Better Get Low»