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Tell the World
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Clayton Jennings
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Truth isn't truth because the media tells us It's time we stop buying the lies that the left always sells us I'm sick of seeing the Church downtalked and God's presence denied Those who stand against the King will be lowered to peasants in time Professors who trash my Savior are no friends of mine Buckle up because I have a lot on my mind I'm sick of ABC, CBS, and NBC You become a left-wing entity, you were never meant to be You tell us how to think rather than give us the news You tell us who to vote for, but it's our right to choose The media tells us Islam is peaceful and Christians are evil Don't talk about my people when you've never been under our steeples Don't mock my Jesus when you don't know what He went through Don't tell me about white privilege when you don't know a thing I been through You keep tryna divide us You wanna own us, but you can't buy us My generation sees right through your bias And if you think we'll back down to your agenda, just try us Black lives matter aren't the only people capable of riots And we don't believe all cops are bad and all blacks are criminals The amount of truth you present us is minimal And minimal describes your TV viewers Our peers don't watch your reports when we have websites with truthers So, you can keep your hopes of leading us and flush it down the sewers We see right past your maneuvers of manure We want more, and we're sick of being lied to We don't want a political party we have to be tied to We want something more, and something more is Jesus You can mock us, but you'll never lead us And you'll never be us Jesus, Jesus, Jesus We shout it 'til the day we die You can take our lives, but you'll never take our pride We don't serve Muhammad, our God is alive He overcame a cross, a crown of thorns, and a spear in His side He is the Light of the world He is the King of Kings He is on His throne, and the angels sing He owns the gates to Heaven and holds the keys to Hell He took the blind and made them see to tell And I hope you can tell that I can see Right through the clutter because it's God in me He takes the poor out of poverty He takes the rich, and they bow at His feet The ones with a hole, nailed to a cross for me And for you and for blacks and for whites I'm not a born member in His world, but He gave me heavenly civilian rights He adopted me and saved me I'm a free man, and this society can't tame me I'm not the old me, I'm not the same me I'm forgiven, and the Devil can't shame me My past is erased, and my mistakes are gone I'm full speed, all gas with no brakes in the lane that I'm on I have a world to tell I have people to reach I have an obligation to this generation to stand and preach So, give me a mic and hand me a Bible We're on a mission to stir-up a revival This Gospel is enough In God I trust And I won't use your excuses as a weak man's crutch It's a race, and I'm running full speed On a mission to tell the world what God told me Jesus is coming back Not opinion, it's fact I feel like for the first time in my life that I'm up to bat I'm no Ken Griffey, but I know it's God who's with me And you can laugh all you want I didn't step to the plate to duck it and bunt I'm swinging for the fences I'm fighting in the trenches It's Jesus 'til I die for the rest of my life This is no longer my life It's just not mine I'm gonna tell the world before I run out of time
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