"Nothin'" lyrics - LECRAE

LECRAE

"Nothin'"

[Hook:]
I appreciate the love when I rock the stage
But I don't do this for props and things
I'm nothing at all, it's Christ inside that
Got me spitting on the mic tonight
I appreciate the love when I rock the stage
But I don't do this for props and things
I'm nothing at all, it's Christ inside that
Got me spitting on the mic tonight

Ayo, I'll probably never be the type to spend two bucks on Von Dutch
But I wanna touch hearts to help the man up scene
I come to do what the Lord say
Got my lifestyle flipped to fit His forte
I'm up early, like moms and grits
Getting fed, daily bread, till my mind is Script
And my rhymes' intent
Is the point straight at the cross
Without using clever lines and hints
I know you'd probably be impressed if I cleverly used my melodies
To share Christ without using His name heavily
But I'd rather be
Saying His name so much, you could never get me confused or discredit me
'Cause I don't wanna do this, I used to be a Judas
It's only Christ in me that got me tryin' to make it through this
I'm giving up time, giving a rhyme
'Cause it ain't about me getting mine
Dawg, I'm nothing

Ain't nothing sweet about me, dawg, but Christ within
Prior to that, your boy lived a life of sin
If you catch me giving up money, so folks can eat
It's really God working through me, dawg, I'm not that sweet
And it ain't a bone in my body that's naturally good
And, without the fruit of the Spirit, I'm actually hood
Basically, it ain't nothing great in me
But graciously, my God likes replacing me
With His own, characteristics, traits and things
The wages earned from sin, He erased them things
And gave me a new family tree
Now the Creator of creation Himself, related to me
So, if it seem like I shine bright in the limelight
Or I might think I'm tight man, it's a lie right
I'm gritty like J-Silas, guess my worth
Man without Christ Jesus, I'm less than dirt
I'm nothing

Cats say they're gonna change the game
This is Christian rap
Why are they barely using the Savior's name?
Got flows, saying they rhyme is tight
Christ gave us breath to spit
God gave us the mind to write
We don't deserve to shine
Nah, we're just clay
I came to lift up Christ, and not what's my name?
When I drop this, flow might sound ridiculous
With Christ smack dab in the middle, so conspicuous, homie
Clever wordplay is not what the Word say
Christ and Him crucified, all day, e'ry day
But have it your way and blab your name
In Christ's eyes, you just trying to grab the fame
It's nothing but sound bites, nothing but loud pipes
Speaking in vain main, we're nothing without Christ
We should use our last breath to rep for King Jesus
You shouldn't have to know our name after we leave ya