Verse 1: Declare the gospel to the world is exactly what we're called for/I was bound by sin then freed when I was called forth//I thought my grass was green, when it was just a golf course/Full of pits, life is too bouncy on a ball court//My new path is a ball field, ready for my home run/After I've run my race, He will say come home son//Tarried in Jeru until endued with dunamis/Had to break away from the carnal minds cluelessness//Labelled as drunkards, they say the Spirit's foolishness/He's our daily Mana, what manner of dude is this//Thankful that He truly lives, died for us He truly did/My true intent is to praise the God who truly gives//Redeemed by the tearing of the veil, His flesh/Traveling down the straight and narrow, the test//Filled by the Spirit on high, invest/On a white horse riding in the sky, success!//

Verse 2:
We perish for a lack of knowledge, I wonder why that is/A lack of identity, do you know that we are His//Straying from our faith, not believing that He is/Then we take the same baton and leave it with our kids//Why fathers, when they should know the Divine Father/Open up your eyes, earth isn't a blind harbor//Are you in to win? No excuse for our ignorance/Store up your treasures stop lusting for these dividends//Then again, do you know that we are denizens/Bound by the Law we all became citizens//Felt like Nicodemus, "Jesus can we live again?"/Crawl back in the womb, and truly become kids again?//No my little friend, learn to repent and live/Fall on the Rock or be ground up like cinnamon//No need for a team to beat Satan and his men again/He is the Avenger once the Body's done assemblin'//

Verse 3: Living in the generation full of brood vipers/It isn't "who shot ya," but who sniped ya?//Our youth is lead astray, who's the pied piper/It's the tool the devil used to be your eye's blinders//He wants more guests to help fuel divine fire/A thief and a lier, devoid of Shekinah//Had a better voice, than a million Mariah's/He purposed in his heart to lift his throne higher//Than the stars of God, and got himself fired/He was Super Smashed, minus Ice Climbers//Tell me what's greater, design or designer/A question designed to refine your desires//I pray that you arise, not confined to a lier/Depart from your old ways, arrive in Messiah//Receive of His Spirit, that guides from inside ya/Don't worry about credit, Christ will not deny ya//