LECRAE - Aliens

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(feat. Tedashii)


Aliens! Strangers in Places, foreign in lands that we are in

Call us peculiar, but know that we-are-Aliens! x4

Call us peculiar, but know that we-are-Aliens!...

[Verse One]

A - A whole notha kind of folks, kinda slow

But we gotta go cause the world's so Ill

L - Livin' the life and livin' it right

And livin' for Christ and that's real in the field

I- Intelligent but irrelavent without Christ

It's nothing but another sin element

E- Eternal Purpose, without it this earth is dead and worthless

N- Never stop giving Him Props

Giving Him praise now until the end of our days

S- Seek Him and please Him and let the people know that they need Him

Aliens! New Creations, new free agents, ain't signed to sin

What the world do, we don't do

Cause we wanna do what the Lord does; Christ within our system

Listen our mission's the Great Commisssion, we come here to represent Him

That's why we call ourself Christianans, Ha, Let me spit another line

For the Plumbline and the Frontline one time on the front lines

keep holdin' it down for all the pilgrims

All over the world representing for the bloodline



I feel like running through the middle of the campus

With the Gammas dropping hammers, waving banners, saying "JESUS SAVES!"

Bringing together the bretheren in a circle in a cipher

On the corner yellin' "Pass the Phrase!"

Taking heirs of the Kingdom to the field of mission

So they can spill vision to the children missin'

Telling the men in prison

About the "Peace be stiller" "Mr. Rise & Walk" and "Mr. Heal your vision"

Mr. Jesus of Nazareth

Bloodied and beaten and we were the reason for the massacare

For the sin I commit and even when I slip His love is there to grab us up

So as for us, We Hit hoods just like caddilacs

And like James in the Kackalacki

Do things that will make Him Happy

He asks and we do them gladly

He changed us from actin' crappy

We came here as satan's lacky's

Now through Christ I call Him Daddy

Now I'm just a pilgrim passing

I learned that I don't belong

Got new game, new life, new song

Don't fit in? theres nothing wrong, Anti-culture's what I'm on

Royal Priesthood, a chosen one, Rep Him well until He comes

Proposing to people about the propitiation

Pre-paid when Christ died and decided it was done

Preaching to the pushed aside prostitute

Destitute working the block just to feed her son

So if you see us lookin' different dog don't be trippin' just

know that we are ALIENS!


[Verse Three]

I wish I had a dollar every time I heard em

Holla that I look like seem like talk like them

I blend in til I stand out and shout "Jesus!"

Man I really wanna be like Him

And it's funny, they love me until I speak the truth

And then they say I'm trying salt they game

I gotta do it, I'm the salt of the earth

I eat, breathe, sleep, think, walk, and talk that man

We are not from this planet, we are not from this earth

C.O.G.'s something distinctive bout the way that we work

I never wanna be discredited for editing the elements

Evident of a heaven sent resident

I just wanna represent

Jesus He the way, the holy King, the priest, and the President

I'mma put it in motion, the world loves sin they boastin'

They put it on like some lotion

If you focused you fall for the hocus pocus

And fall tryna gain ya focus, and I ain't Jokin'

We ain't here to play no games we foreigners in new terrain

Here on mission to represent Him and full of biblical amnuition

We aliens!


Thanks to Brandi for correcting these lyrics

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