Big Lek - Made Over Lyrics

When I got the news
It really hit home to me
I just felt it in my spirit to write this song
Soon as I got it wrote I just came straight to the studio
Getting made over
From a civilian to a soldier
Covered by his grace
Luckier than a four leaf clover

Lord hang on to my wings till I'm with you at peace and floating
When I'm gone don't shed no tear for me because I know where I'm going

I'm getting made over (I'm getting made over)
I'm getting made over (I'm getting made over)
You getting made over (You getting made over)
You getting made over (You getting made over)

Getting made over
The old has passed away
Forget about the pass cause imma see better days
Just rejoice in the lord always that's what the word says
The lord puts together brokeness like a needle and a thread

I bow my head to get that recharge for my spirit sake
Talking with director so we ain't got no outtakes
I'm learning not to question you cause you don't make mistakes
I see the sight of Jacob ladder from this staircase

Lord you have the right to mold me
Uproot, breakdown, and destroy me
I just ask you keep your hands on me
Prefect, critique till it's more you, less me

Getting made over
From a civilian to a soldier
Covered by his grace
Luckier than a four leaf clover

Lord hang on to my wings till I'm with you at peace and floating
When I'm gone don't shed no tear for me because I know where I'm going

I'm getting made over (I'm getting made over)
I'm getting made over (I'm getting made over)
You getting made over (You getting made over)
You getting made over (You getting made over)

When I heard athe news I was shocked and heartbroken
You was called to the kingdom I wish someone else was chosen
Your extreme makeover no more pain it's all over
A special escort by the great I am the ultimate chauffeur

Lord sometimes we don't understand
Why something's come to a end
But I know it ain't by your hands
Thank you for strength through things I didn't intend

Lord you have the right to mold me
Uproot, breakdown, and destroy me
I just ask you keep your hands on me
Prefect, critique till it's more you, less me

Getting made over
From a civilian to a soldier
Covered by his grace
Luckier than a four leaf clover

Lord hang on to my wings till I'm with you at peace and floating
When I'm gone don't shed no tear for me because I know where I'm going

I'm getting made over (I'm getting made over)
I'm getting made over (I'm getting made over)
You getting made over (You getting made over)
You getting made over (You getting made over)