Chris Treborn, I got the butterfly effect
I'm blinding folk wit Jesus Christ on my neck
I got the whole set (Calvary) all three crosses
Who else could floss this besides the Tre-boss
Make it move right from the start
Making room fight the lust in your heart
I'm sorry to part you like the red sea
You can't walk on water even on the Dead Sea
So many feet deep can you fathom being free
Or are you too blind to see?
With whips & chains, it's like we're a slave
Well I still am, (I'm saved) I'm free from the grave
You can hear the trumpet sound, I mean the air horn
Remember Beats By The Pound got the speakers torn
You wanna be a ruff rider or a wanna be soldier
But nobody ever told ya we're at spiritual war brah
Guess I should have warned ya, huh?
You're already enlisted to go on tour
Now your legs are sore from all the marchin’
Stomping the yard (oh) I beg your pardon
You wanna step up (well) this ain't Miami
You ain't my kinfolk (no) we ain't family
Remember you stabbed me and took my Grammy
I'm sorry Mister West you can't stand me
So sit down be swift before you get took
I got that good word and it's in the good book
If you look too quick then you might miss it
We still got the sickest. So exquisite

This ain't the Yay. We aint stupid
We can't go dumb. How could we do it?
We want that; happy home
We got that; New Shalom
Until Thy Kingdom comes
That’s when Thy will be done
On this earth as is in heaven
So store your treasures in heaven

I'm saving. I'm saving up x3
I want more so I gotta store for what’s in store!

This is for my heathens best believing
We best be leaving if we have no reason
It's just a season for the tress and leaves then
Dust in the wind vapors in the air breathin’
A time for war and a time for peace
A time to store up and a time for the streets
A time to be homeless a time to know where home is
Ask the homeless; home is where the heart is
So if you give a shirt get gassed up
Before we're dirt and get passed up
Otherwise it won't work and you'll burn
And you'll hurt as you turn
I'm sorry! If this offends you
But your shine is as weak as the moon
You're not the sun. You're not so bright
We can brawl in day not the night
I prefer the daylight than stay up all night
Watch the sunrise it's a sunny delight
Now I'm juiced up you got me juiced up
I got that new stuff if you want that new stuff
I'm callin’ the shots you can my bluff duh
But what I'm callin’ God you can't get enough of

This ain't the Yay. We aint stupid
We can't go dumb. How could we do it
We got that; New Shalom
We want that; happy home
Until Thy Kingdom comes
That’s when Thy will be done
On this earth as is in heaven
So store your treasures up in heaven

I'm saving. I'm saving up x3
I want more so I gotta store for what’s in store!