Phili 3:8

Ay I know they think I’m mad like the Wonderland Hatter/
Cuz I want Him so bad, they don’t understand catar/
Ah-ah-acts on they iris, super heavy eyelids/
Never-ending crisis if you don’t know who Christ is/
The price is free though the cost was astronomical/
To pay our penalty and buy a gift that’s past phenomenal/
John 17:3, eternal life is knowing God, No/
Wrath raining down on me bruh I got my poncho/
My joy is sky-high, We connected like WiFi/
All suspect we been shanghaied, But I really know God, so why lie?/
Violá, so changed you can’t dispute it/
Never trade God for the coin like Judas/
Never would’ve given up old ways, if he didn’t have grace, he saves;
I couldn’t do this/
In an airtight tomb like zip-lock/
Where I loved rebellion: lip-locked/
Under wrath rain clouds feelin drip-drops/
My value system got flip-flopped/
While dead in sin, He made me alive, He seemed bland now satisfies/
He loves us so He gave Christ, enjoy God thereby glorify… Him/
Hook
I’ve been on my Phili 3:8/
You know I Count It Loss/
Because really He great/
There ain’t nothing better than Him, nothing that I’d rather have/
Knowing Him so good everything else trash/
I’ve been on my Phili 3:8/
You know I Count It Loss/
Because really He great/
There ain’t nothing better than Him, nothing that I’d rather have/
Knowing Him so good that I count it all trash/
You might catch me on a Sunday on my Phili 3:8/
Watch the Philadelphia Eagles with a philly cheese steak/
They all blessings but my enjoyment’s tempered, no God pressure/
Everything is better when Jesus my top pleasure/
Now we A-town rocking with the bass now knocking/
Got my face down talking to my Great Crowned Awesome God/
Waitin on Him, I know You’ll come through through through/
Main attraction of the show I need You You You/
You are my joy, and you are my delight/
But if you don’t give me grace I, promise I won’t see right/
Wanna see right through lies with them x-ray eyes/
Holy Spirit illuminate the Word so Jesus is my prize/
Everybody thinking that I’m crazy crazy/
Little bit fanatical, maybe maybe/
I don’t really pay that any mind, I don’t really got the time, to take sight
tips from the blind/
Living by the Word, and I’m never gonna stop/
Many make it what they want it to mean, but so off/
To everybody thinking that I made the mad exchange/
Count It Loss, Count It Loss, Count It Loss: gain… God/
I’m Hugh Latimer, burn me at the stake bruh/
If I ever gotta choose life or my Savior/
You can only kill my Body but my God He got eternal flames/
Trade my King for anything? That’s the mad exchange/
Count the cost/
Pick up your Cross/
Enjoy God/
Count It Loss/ x2