Turn The Page Video (MV)

What if Christ was one of us/ Would you see Him when He shined/ If He rolled up in His whip/and His ice made you blind
Diamond Studs in His ears/ Platinum Chains around His neck/ Would you recognize Yeshua /Or disrespect
If you seen Him on the block/ Getting harassed by cops/ Standing up to false prophets/Cuz they lying a lot
Would you understand His message when He's speaking of peace/ Or would the pressure make you wanna throw Him out on the streets
I'm asking because/ for years I'm walking with God/ I hit that bottom rock/ Now I'm talking' to God
Like seeing shiny jewels and stalking the god/ Knocked off for tryin to floss/ Now you feel odd
I'm the first to admit I ain't where I aught to be/Over time I committed now His yoke is easy
This gift has freed me again and again/ But there's no way that you can hear it if you're comfortable in sin
I spit a verse and get locked as hip hop turns the page/ Done with the madness that's prone to rage
He's all around producing sound when you call Him
Cuz melodies must manifest through the soul
I spit a verse and get locked as hip hop turns the page/ Done with the madness that's prone to rage
He's all around producing sound when you call Him
Cuz melodies must manifest through the soul
I put the mic up to my mouth and let His words just flow/ Not talking about the guns/ Not bragging about the dough
Not talking about the dimes/ I'm talking about your soul/ Talking about your life because mine is a miracle
I used to live for money/ I wanted the love of many
Went looking for milk and honey/ But see it's already in me/ Like paintings on a ceiling me feelings a
Rare type
Making you change your dealings and losing yourself in hype/ some pupils lose the battle so engineers
Git 'em tight
I'm so focused on the Spirit you hearing Him when I write/Now you can have this planet/ who reaching for higher heights
When it's all said and done how many did you enlight/ If you was Muslim, Hindu, Christian or whatever
If you wanna see God without love, never/ Break the chains in your mind cuz He has all power
I'm telling' you this is the final hour
I spit a verse and get locked as hip hop turns the page/ Done with the madness that's prone to rage
He's all around producing sound when you call Him
Cuz melodies must manifest through the soul
I spit a verse and get locked as hip hop turns the page/ Done with the madness that's prone to rage
He's all around producing sound when you call Him
Cuz melodies must manifest through the soul
Who do you call on as God/ Some dreadlocks call Him Jah/ Some call the Arm, Leg, Leg, Arm, Head
Allah
I'm like a brother to Christ, the creator of life/ When I get that, quit that, spit that truth mane, like rolling the dice
Bigger than cars and ice, no longer living in fear/ Every since I was born I heard the end was near
Will I be ruined for pursuing everything in my reach/ Should I keep doing what I'm doing trying to live what I preach
How many haters wanna stop you when you bringing the heat/ keep my name up out your mouth when you speak of defeat
See this ain't about the fame/ it was all about the faith/ You thought it was a game now they hurry up
Wait
But I'm 'bout his business/ As God as my witness/ Running to the light cuz in the light I see the
Ditches
Why would I fear a man, I'mma man myself/ So from my collard greens and spam to plans of wealth
I git it, I git it, I git it