Whose Team

Jesus- the God of the Bible
 Died on the cross
 All in the name of love
 Like Diana Ross
 Chicks are dyeing their hair
 And dudes are dying to floss
 I'm dying to see Christ
 The I Am acquire the lost
 I'm not quiet at all-- no
 This planet's a giant
 Ask King David
 This giant will fall
 Just because you can't see God
 Like the wires in the wall
 Don't mean that He ain't coming back
 With a thunderous blow
 People who keep their eyes on the cross
 Will rise and applaud
 The King
 Plus dine in His hall
 I know we like to think
 That deceased rappers will
 Do the same thing
 But trust me dog-- the media is lying to ya'll
 They ain't never made a profession of faith
 And you can tell by their diet
 They ain't having nothing
 But death on they plate
 We got the right to be skeptics
 And wait
 To see fruit that remains
 Before we label cats receptors of grace
 Me and my dudes are so confused about
 Whose team you on- Satan's or God's
 Please just make up your mind
 If it is God's then it should be known
 Me and my dudes are so confused about
 Whose team you on- Satan's or God's
 Please just make up your mind
 If it is God's then is should be known
 That won't suffice--I'll roll the dice
 Place my bets on the King who must control your life
 Respect His preferences over your own
 That's impossible with an album full of moaning and groans
 And the promotion of wrong-most of your songs
 Are just as foul as it gets- as wild as it gets
 People, they follow your steps
 How hollow is this- talking model chicks and bottles Kris
 And out of your lips
 Same lips you try to convince us
 That though your music is foul
 God's behind your success
 No- that's a misnomer
 God hates your music
 He's not a schizophrenic
 Really, it makes no difference
 How you try to explain
 That you heart ain't the same
 As the stuff that you're saying
 See, your heart's the problem and your mouth's the problem
 You can't appease the wrath of God with a gospel album-no
 Or a gospel song--'cause if you could
 Then that would mean that God is wrong
 And God is not, God is right-- but God is longsuffering and kind
 That's the only reason God's prolonged His judgement
 If you loved Him, you would keep His commandments
 Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall
 And even in famine
 You need to examine you
 Don't presume that you're His
 Just because you went to church when you was a kid
 Jesus Christ is zooming the lens on your heart
 You got a point-- only God can judge you and your friends
 Me and my dudes are so confused about
 Whose team you on- Satan's or God's
 Please just make up your mind
 If it is God's then it should be known
 Me and my dudes are so confused about
 Whose team you on- Satan's or God's
 Please just make up your mind
 If it is God's then is should be known
 I'm addressing the issue in the music business
 You right, only God can judge you--but He uses Scripture
 The music that you producing man, it moves your listeners'
 Views further away from God which proves the distance between you and him
 Yeah, we saw you on the VMA Awards thanking the Lord
 But your fruit is missing
 You got your spoon in the pudding
 But the proof is missing
 You know it's sad when the public is like--dude's a Christian
 Man, she's a Christian--she was just in the music video with a weave and lipstick
 Half naked with her tummy showing-- teasing men
 Doing a bunch of seductive dances-- pleasing senses
 Please don't be senseless to think that Jesus is involved with that
 Nah-- He's holy man and He won't change His mind
 He doesn't change with the times
 And He only hangs with the saints that are staying in line
 With His word and His person-- it's only vain for you to pay your 10%
 Attend and sit in a church service
 Apart from a heart it's all worthless'-- it's purposeless
 Your work is in vain-- you should be nervous
 But you not-- you think He's blessing your sin
 Just because your bank account is excessive in cents
 Plus success is a cinch-- don't get it twisted
 His kindness should provoke you to confess and repent
 Turn from your wickedness
 Turn from your idols to God
 Burn them up in the sight of the flock
 Learn from Bible the odds of you losing are zip
 All is gain- we ain't all the same