Da’ T.R.U.T.H. - Whose Team? lyrics

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