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Come Thru Jesus Video (MV)




Performed By: Lecrae
Length: 2:09
Written by: Lecrae Moore, Shama Joseph, Ryan Bert




Lecrae - Come Thru Jesus Lyrics
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(While we prayin', shoulda)
(But do you know why?)

When the truth hit like a hammer
You ain't worried 'bout the grammar
And they say that I'm a pro'lem
'Cause I know Who got the answers

Please come through (through)
Please come through Jes- (through, through)
Please come through Jes- (through, through)
Please come through Jes-
Lord, please come through

I'ma catch hell by the tail, I don't really care who you tell (well, well, well)
I don't even care for sale, I already paid all the bills (well, well, well)
You get your hate on, I get the halo
I'm Big Draco, heaven keep me on the payroll (uh)
A bully told me that you were no bueno
She raised me in the heart of San Diego, it's fuego
I know they wanna blame it on the feng shui (feng shui)
I just talk to God 'fore I run plays (run plays)
I ain't into praying to the universe (no)
But I'm known to follow what the Son say
Sensei with the pen play, Kunta Kinte
Never lose on a Wednesday, gonna get weight
God finna let the kid play in the street
I'ma teach 'em all how to eat

When the truth hit like a hammer
You ain't worried 'bout the grammar
And they say that I'm a pro'lem
'Cause I know Who got the answers

Please come through (through)
Please come through Jes- (through, through)
Please come through Jes- (through, through)
Please come through Jes-
Lord, please come through

Let the keys come through, no bass, no drum
Only thing I traffic is the keys in the trunk
Gridlock on the way to work, no work
Pedallin' my words while they flip me the bird (word)
Can't fool me no more
I don't lose sleep no more
Waste my time tryna change your mind, you argue
I gotta feed these folks
Listen
I was busy tryna prove a point, it wasn't winnin' nothin', I was losin' points
Now I'm busy tryna love the people even though they wanna take away my voice
I love me, don't let it bother you
All that bitterness'll swallow you
Persecute me, call me fake and stupid, but if Jesus love me you should follow suit

When the truth hit like a hammer
You ain't worried 'bout the grammar
And they say that I'm a pro'lem
'Cause I know Who got the answers

Please come through (through)
Please come through Jes- (through, through)
Please come through Jes- (through, through)
Please come through Jes-
Lord, please come through
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(While we prayin', shoulda)
(But do you know why?)

When the truth hit like a hammer
You ain't worried 'bout the grammar
And they say that I'm a pro'lem
'Cause I know Who got the answers

Please come through (through)
Please come through Jes- (through, through)
Please come through Jes- (through, through)
Please come through Jes-
Lord, please come through

I'ma catch hell by the tail, I don't really care who you tell (well, well, well)
I don't even care for sale, I already paid all the bills (well, well, well)
You get your hate on, I get the halo
I'm Big Draco, heaven keep me on the payroll (uh)
A bully told me that you were no bueno
She raised me in the heart of San Diego, it's fuego
I know they wanna blame it on the feng shui (feng shui)
I just talk to God 'fore I run plays (run plays)
I ain't into praying to the universe (no)
But I'm known to follow what the Son say
Sensei with the pen play, Kunta Kinte
Never lose on a Wednesday, gonna get weight
God finna let the kid play in the street
I'ma teach 'em all how to eat

When the truth hit like a hammer
You ain't worried 'bout the grammar
And they say that I'm a pro'lem
'Cause I know Who got the answers

Please come through (through)
Please come through Jes- (through, through)
Please come through Jes- (through, through)
Please come through Jes-
Lord, please come through

Let the keys come through, no bass, no drum
Only thing I traffic is the keys in the trunk
Gridlock on the way to work, no work
Pedallin' my words while they flip me the bird (word)
Can't fool me no more
I don't lose sleep no more
Waste my time tryna change your mind, you argue
I gotta feed these folks
Listen
I was busy tryna prove a point, it wasn't winnin' nothin', I was losin' points
Now I'm busy tryna love the people even though they wanna take away my voice
I love me, don't let it bother you
All that bitterness'll swallow you
Persecute me, call me fake and stupid, but if Jesus love me you should follow suit

When the truth hit like a hammer
You ain't worried 'bout the grammar
And they say that I'm a pro'lem
'Cause I know Who got the answers

Please come through (through)
Please come through Jes- (through, through)
Please come through Jes- (through, through)
Please come through Jes-
Lord, please come through
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Writer: Lecrae Moore, Shama Joseph, Ryan Bert
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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