THE CROSS MOVEMENT - Hey Y'all lyrics

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[Chorus]

Hey y'all, hey y'all, hey y'all hey y'all

What's the deal? What's the haps? Whatcha' say y'all?

Hey y'all, hey y'all, hey y'all, hey y'all

I know the truth, I know the life, I know the way

[Verse One]

I figured somebody thinks it took Kanye to get us

God spitters the kind of shine that proves that God's with us

Nah player, God's rare

It's typical God here

He makes sure His glory is clear in all spheres and sections

He shows up where you least expect him

This Lord's the blesser – yep - and He's the blessin'

He likes flexin' cause He's perfection

You see these perfections in each direction

After seein' them things look bleak I'm guessin'

Cause you see 'em and you see you need correction

Then you feel like the writer of Psalm 12

The godly's no more, it's so raw it seems like people just want hell

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[Verse Two]

The hood can be a beautiful thing

But with no Christ in the city it ain't pretty what the future would bring

We need more than Malcom X and Martin Luther the King

We need "Davids" walkin' the pavement with truth in their sling

And no matter what hood we stroll

We're like the kid that everywhere he looked he only saw tootsie rolls

We see a chance to give people a reason for the hope of believers

Cause though they're breathin' these hopeless people are grievin'

In the streets some are numb but others are still bothered

At the unfit mothers and the unskilled fathers

That's why we plug Christ like an unskilled barber

Rap artists who harvest— some plant and some will water

But God'll make it grow and it won't stop

If He's the center like the gum in a blow pop

Remember you're eternal but your dough's not

Your rims, your Timbs, your brims and your clothes rot

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[Verse Three]

I like to brag on my Righteous Dad

Who saves from the Einsteins to the psychopaths

To the dudes that conclude all of life's so bad

To the slums, to the ones that moved out to the nice ol' pad

And I spit it as a regular dude

Spit after chewin' Holy Writ and this is my regular food

Plus I get with a crew that gets with Him too

We'll get with you even if you never step in a pew

And it's been like this since I was seven

To the point where they now sense I'm a reverend

But I tell 'em til I'm in heaven

I'm reppin' the God who changes lives like 9/11

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