Christ Revolution Music

Lyrics

Verse 1/Beridox
I’m coming to you live
Straight from the Philadelphia streets
And praise God over
Hardcore Hip-Hop Beats

Where we feast on
Bass and drums, so give the drummer some
Now that you know where I’m coming from
Let’s get it done

There’s many reasons some quit
From rocking with the King
Too much thinking on the wrong stuff
Can make us sink

Quicker than you blink
Your mind can play tricks on you
Make you think your weak
And got paper-mache armour

When inside of us God resides
To tell the truth, no one’s stronger than God

Ain’t it odd where we find ourselves
Residing
Like Jesus ain’t tell us who we should abide in

From now on I’m riding not hiding nor ducking or diving
There’s no surprise that God got our back so I

Roll with the Body of our Lord, on one accord
Picking up wounded soldiers, and preparing them for war

Chorus
Man Down
I don’t want to see no man down
Stretched out with his face on the ground
A yo pick em’ up
The word of God says pick em’ up
Now that’s love

Verse 2/Rylan
God it’s me, probably when people see me
They think theology, the oddity
They don’t know I struggled with pornography

Apologies, if you thought I was a prodigy
Nothing ever rocking me, nothing ever stopping me

It’s not true, I fell too, I just failed to tell you
And I veiled what Hell do, and appeared to sail through

Unscathed, truth is, I blood bathed
Was down but grace raised, now I give His name praise

Love covers, He never exposed me
He showed me He knows me, confirmed that He chose me

He broke where sin tried to hold, yeah
He took His righteousness and clothed me
Now I’m not the old me just like the Word told me, yeah

Don’t think for a minute that I did it
What I did was repented, God said forgiven and forget it

satan thought he sifted me, but love lifted me
And continually be giving me the victory

Chorus
Man Down
I don’t want to see no man down
Stretched out with his face on the ground
A yo pick em’ up
The word of God says pick em’ up
Now that’s love

Verse 3/GRs
Head up awaken to his righteousness
Pharisees, Sadducees ain’t liking this

Be ye holy in His likeness, life, while I’m writing this
Open heart, Christ can spit, bars of revelation, power packed

No resist, don’t be fighting it
This is food for your soul
Deeper than Granny’s cooking, yah, finger lick

Strangers trip, asking what they do to get
Come forth out of the grave, repent and be baptized

Instead of the bag, secure this gift
Eternal your Son was the price, now we too legit to quit

Yeah, your Word is the hammer
That’s breaking the rock in pieces
Warring with heavy armor
Coming for fellow soldiers that’s sleeping

In this field we are reaping
Yeah His Hand it is stretching
Right where you are He is reaching

Healing your brokenness
He is my addiction I’m fiendin
I be the sermon, my walk it is preaching
Resting upon me my strength in weakness

Chorus
Man Down
I don’t want to see no man down
Stretched out with his face on the ground
A yo pick em’ up
The word of God says pick em’ up
Now that’s love