1st verse

What your hearing is legacy,
It’s history in the making
Jesus be my foundation,                                          
 i can’t be moving or shaken
They call me Zerubbabel, i’m the hell invader
Soul saver, Christ crusader, I aint it for the paper
We aint scared, we aint timid, we a new breed of Christians
Move with precision, hold our position, as we oppose opposition
As we expose those moving in a false sense of religion
Towards Satan’s kingdom, yeah ‘m saying zeruba belligerent
I fight with my mouth, i gotta two edge sword
And a chauffeur inside of me that blows for my lord
I change my life and my name, my flow off the bone gritzel
Sfc’s be hurricanes these lames they light drizzles                                    
And for those who don’t know, let me explain what we facing
Principalities & rulers of darkness in high places
But thank god for the cross, and my Christ who died on it
He cheated death, rose from the grave
That alone got me wide open

2nd verse

Zeruba be the name, dirty look it up
I was searching for identity and god hooked me up
It’s my pain and my passion that proceeds to push
Its god’s word and his love that proceeds to hook me
I’m still a babe in Christ like a new born eagle taking flight
I still repent every night because i still can’t see to get it right
That’s why my praise is perfect
And my struggle is worthed
He’s blameless, he’s holy and he’s worthy to be worshiped
I’m a sinner so worthless that I’m worthy of death
I found favor and was remastered by the potter himself
He saw it fit to give me breath
That’s why I march til I step
Dirty you gotta respect, he took the sting out of death
I can’t hold this from the world, man it gotta be heard
Cooked up and packaged, it gotta be served
The pure infallible word of jc and his legacy
The gospel over beats, not that’s the perfect recipe,

3rd verse

Picture a million youth unleashed
Living for god on these streets
Who don’t believe in defeat
Keep Satan under their feet
They call us generation x
But we blessed none the less
Angels all around us
So no need for hear or a vest
Yep, we march til we step
We don’t care who looking or hating
We a royal priesthood, a favored chosen generation
Man, this world is for the taken
And I’m a soldier in this army
Backed by the trinity so even hell can’t harm me
No weapon formed against shall me prosper
I’m a tree by the rivers of waters
One of god’s elite flowing over beats
Trying to reach your sons and daughters
Pull em away from the slaughter
Give them ultimatum
And pray that’s god’s grace would change em and save em
Cause all i’m seeing is scheming and plotting
Cryptin and blooding, muggin and thuggin
Life is real, I’m trying to tell you
Don’t play with the streets cousin
I was raised in the hood, can’t change it
It’s part of me
So any good that you see, it’s just the god in me

Written by: Henry Murphy