Ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay
Talk to 'em, talk to 'em
Talk to 'em, look

May I remind you
The LORD of Hosts is beside you
To lead your way and to guide you
When His Holy Spirit lives inside you
Give me a high five, or a high two
Peace sign to the guys when they ride through
That stashed guns in their locker back in high school
That's the ones that I'm trying to show Christ to
Advocating for the 'hood when it's time to
I'm a street fighter, that's word to Ryu
For your forgiveness, He paid the price, dude
So give Jesus a real good try, dude
You won't regret, you won't forget it
February 4th is when He changed me
February 4th is when He saved me
I was born again, baby
{You know like, born again: baby?
No? That's not a hot one? Oh, ok}
I go to war with these lyrics
The world that we live in is morally wicked
I grab the sword of the Spirit
The Word of God, not aborting the mission
I'm combatting your distorted tradition
Now you can form an opinion
I will not be detoured by these critics
I'm praying that we do more than just kick
I really hope that you listen
And follow God, dear LORD, I'm repenting
We need You far more than we mention
If My people which are called by My name
Shall humble themselves, pray and seek My face
And turn from their wicked ways
Then will I hear from Heaven, forgive their sin
And heal their land
Blessed is the nation who's God is the LORD
And the people whom He hath chosen for His own inheritence