Lyrics:

[Chorus  Papa San]
Them have flu when I catch the fever
You cant cut through my life like degreaser
You coulda never shut the mouth of a believer
Big foot, cant fit into my sneakers
(Repeat)

[Verse 1  Lecrae]
OK, Im tatted up with my Js on, hat cocked till my fade showing
Folks thinking we Ned Flanders, okely-dokely, game on
They dont hate me, they just think they know what Ima say
And I cant promise that them TV pastors aint gon prey
On your grandma with your auntie and them, promise yall I aint none of them
And you can call me lame, just dont call me fake and then call me friend
Cause I dont pretend, boy I live this; some of yall on the fences
Ol girl you took home with you man she swore she was a Christian
She might be, and likely, she like you and just like me
An imperfect person, broken, hurting, tryna do the right thing
And Im courtside like Spike Lee, keep it Melo nightly
O-K-G? Cause I aint bout that drama in my lifey
That bad one? Thats wifey; you know she bout that life, B
She got red bottoms you aint never seen and her souls covered up nicely
Thats blood dipped, I mean blood bought; no SuWoo, but this blood talk
Never thought theyd see us have a concert in the club, huh?

[Chorus  Papa San]
Them have flu when I catch the fever
You cant cut through my life like degreaser
You coulda never shut the mouth of a believer
Big foot, cant fit into my sneakers
(Repeat)

[Verse 2  Andy Mineo]
Who could step in these size tens? White boy, cool grey 11s
Since age twelve I represented, now Im digging them 13 letters
My church clothes  these leather pants. Boy sick? I got medicine
We found the light  Edison; do God exist? We the evidence (Whoop!)
We the children of the Light, you know what I mean?
Thats why Im hating on the darkness like Paula Deen
Cause in my hood they masked up, like its Halloween
We going hard for the Rock, but we not some fiends
See and the mission we live for is bigger than everything you could attain
They tryin to hate us for sharing our faith but I bet that we do it again
Yall hubris is humorous, real talk we true to this
Yall rappers act like Ludacris; we unashamed, get used to this, boy

[Chorus  Papa San]
Them have flu when I catch the fever
You cant cut through my life like degreaser
You coulda never shut the mouth of a believer
Big foot, cant fit into my sneakers
(Repeat)

[Bridge  Papa San]
We have to drop it one way
Have to choose Christ for a better day
Yes sir, we have to drop it one way
Live to see my friends, them gone astray
Yes sir, we have to drop it one way
We have to choose Christ for a better day
Yes sir, we have to drop it one way
I live to see my friends, them gone astray


[Verse 3  Lecrae]
Aye look & perpetrating not likely; we live here, we dont sightsee
Aint trying to brag on my service telling my left hand where my right be
And its real rap, no faking; not some rap dudes who couldnt make it
This aint the life I chose, boy, it chose me, I cant shake it
I cant feel em, how come they can kill em? How come I cant heal em?
They be drillin me with codeine stripping, plus they poppin pills
So I feel like whats popping on the charts is popping body parts
And yeah, sometimes my musics for the church, I call it body art

[Chorus  Papa San]
Them have flu when I catch the fever
You cant cut through my life like degreaser
You coulda never shut the mouth of a believer
Big foot, cant fit into my sneakers
(Repeat)