WHO AM I

Chorus:
Who am I without god?
He wills me to do his will
I’m totally committed, I admit it, I’m spirit filled
I live my life through the Christ
He’s the seed of David’s root
And by his grace, I’ll never partake
In the things I use to do

1st verse

I know I’m going be socially martyred
For taking a stand for the faith
Just know I do it for my father
That’s why I’m still in the race
I never been a murder but my rap sheet aint clean
I’ve been drowning in for twenty plus
If you know what I mean
His goodness leads me to repentance
No longer a has been
I was grafted in and granted forgiveness
Yes! I’m a Christian
And blessed to be living
No more waiting til November, everyday is thanksgiving
My flesh no longer a prison, switched residents in the spirit
You can call zerub a pilgrim out of the land of the living
It’s been a struggle, I attest
I’ve been ridiculed and stressed
Talked about and lied on
But still I found a way to press
Evangelist to my death, till I breathe my last breath
I never expected a holy god to accepts this reject
But i got this revelation that our life is not our own
So bear your cross, put on the Christ
And come before the throne

2nd verse

They say the blood is the reason; I aint got hit with the slugs
Went the jail for the bud or OD (ova dosed) off the drugs
I can never pay him back for that; so I put my all in these raps
I done been to Egypt and Moab and your boy aint going back
Truth is, I’ve been called before I was formed
So I walk out the scripture so I want slip and conform
I let the Holy Spirit flow through me; he’s so peaceful and calm
Makes me wanna worship as I lift up my palms
What you hear might sound like rap
But to Christ; it’s a psalm
It’s more than rhythms and poems
You can call em spiritual alms
Sometimes I get anxious and the lord tell me to wait
He reminds me it’s a walk even though it’s a race
So I slow down and I steady my pace
Always preparing to move forward; patiently awaiting his grace
Can’t wait to see the manifestation of determination and faith
He who endures to the end is he who finishes the race

3rd verse

Many are called but the chosen are few
So we give em the gospel and let it do what it do
And yes, it’s the same truth that saved me and my crew
And it’s the same truth that save me and my crew
And it’s the same exact graced that’s been extended to you
We gotta reach em, teach em, convince and rebuke
If you fake, I’m gone know it, I can tell by your fruits
It’s so little real, yet so many fake
I don’t know who is who, so I watch and I pray
If death is my fate then I’ll die for the faith
I’m free in Christ Jesus, no longer a slave
The word became flesh, died and rose from the grave
It’s the power of god by which we are saved
You got to know we’ve been redeemed
And our sins are paid for
And it seems he calls us friend, what more can we ask for
Time is of the essence, it’s precious, it shouldn’t be wasted
Maranatha, the time is near, i beg you to move hastily.

Written by: Henry Murphy