"Souled Out" lyrics - LECRAE

LECRAE

"Souled Out"

[Intro:]
Man I consider my life nothing
If I could just finish the race
And complete the job the Lord Jesus gave me
I live to tell the world His message
Romans 1:16
I'm not ashamed
I ain't ashamed

[Hook:]
We souled out
Seeking God's face til we foldout
He want it, we got it
We ain't tryna hold out
Break me, shape me, mold me
I'd rather die like Christ
Than live unholy
We souled out
Seeking God's face til we foldout
He want it, we got it
We ain't tryna hold out
Break me, shape me, mold me
I'd rather die like Christ
Than live unholy

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A band of misfits
Who get sick at the
State of the world
So we hit strips and spit
Christ Jesus
Who scooped us out of the dirt
And cleaned us
We were slaves to sinful ways
But Christ freed us
Believe us
Because of the Bible that supersedes us
Not due to intellectual thesis
They say we believe in a fool's faith
'Cause kids can grasp it
And salvation's granted
To those who ask it
But even if you don't know
Systematic Theology
Or Eschatology
You know Jesus is Who you ought to seek
We ought to be
Sowing seeds and teaching truth
Discipling groups
Of young soldiers
And reaping fruit
Oh yeah
It's a part of our lifestyle
Might sound good on wax
But we living it right now
I wish you would
Catch me on tapes and CD's
But never see me
In the streets
In 3D
B please
We ain't come here to appease
We came to spit these
Spiritual soliloquies
While killers squeeze
Triggers and hammers clap
I'ma strap on my bullet-truth vest
And hammer back like that

Man I do this for
The Way
The Truth
The Life
Jesus Christ
Until my soul take flight
The world's the same
Everybody want to cop a chain
Cop a dame
Cop 22's on the Range
Want to cop
Big fortune and fame
And they claiming that
They the reason why the cops get trained
Stop the game
I came here to drop a name
Jesus
The same One that blocked the pain
How many thugs you know
Hard enough to stop the flames
It's like
Standing on the tracks
Tryna block a train
Got the game
Messed up
Stop and change
Mind trapped
All wrapped up in locks and chains
The same God you pray to
Before you sleep at night
The same God you disrespect
When you creep at night
Seek the light
Ain't no tryna plead for life
Talking bout
I'm sorry God
He like
Leave my sight
The key to life
Is none other than Jesus Christ
If you a slave to your ways
Be free tonight

I spit these bars
Not to get no chicks and cars
Not for spinners on the wheels of expensive cars
Man I do this for the folk that like to lift their arms
Pray to God Who gave His life so He can give us ours
Man I do this for the blocks in the hood
The Rock's in the hood
Jesus Christ
Cornestone
Getting props in the hood
Folks think we crazed and delirious
Cliqued up
40 deep
All saved
All serious
And if you curious
We got some proof mayne
We got some answers
We got some truth mayne
Telling folks you know that God is
Watching you mayne
Romans 10:9
Is all you got to do mayne

[Outro:]
We souled out
We souled out
I'd rather die like Christ, than live unholy
We souled out