You probably have it all figured out, right? Like your the type that believes that if you act right then that just might make you righteous in God’s sight
You’ve been a really good person, you followed the good book as much as you could, you probably didn’t go to church as much as you should, but it’s all good
I mean you never really killed anybody, never really steal from anybody, you never lusted much, or did much, touching of any bodies.
You never use the Lord’s name in vain, and you respect you neighbor, you try to maintain peace, love your enemies and not hold on to anger
You really believe that you could receive God’s favor by your good deeds and right behavior
But your dead in your transgressions and need a savior
Cause you could never win God’s approval with the removal of sinful discretions – your righteous acts of removing God’s wrath is in fact the biggest misconception…
Nah we don’t wanna see that
Cause that might mean “life change”
That might mean I’m worth more
Than money, cars, sex, and pipe dreams
Better not be no real Jesus
Real forgiveness, for hurt folks
If God gon take me as I am
I guesss I already got on my Church Clothes
I rather sell my soul then save it/ If that’s what make my money long
There better not be no real God/ With real hope, that heals hearts/ That shows me that I ain’t livin up/ To all the things that He put me here for
There better not be no real church/ Real saints, who pray hard/ And let me rock my snapback/ With the 501s and the J’s on/
There better not be no real folk/ Who don’t think that they better than you/ Straight or gay, drunk and high/ They walk through the cold and weather wit you
CHURCH CLOTHES- LECRAE
R.I.P Medgar Evers, R.I.P Dr. King ain’t tryna hate on my own kind/ But Al and Jesse don’t speak for me
I’m probably gon catch some flack mayne/ But I’ma swallow this pill like Pacman
Some of these folks won’t tell the truth/ Too busy tryna get them racks mayne
Church tryna rob my paychecks/ Choir members probably havin gay sex
Pastor manipulatin hurtin women/ I wonder what she’s gon say next
Bookstore pimpin them hope books/ Like God don’t know how broke looks
And tellin me that I’m gon reap a meal/ If I sow into these low crooks
Plus I know ol’ girl a freak/ And how she singin a solo
I walked in the church wit a snapback/ And they tellin me that that’s a “no no”?
That’s backwards, and I lack words/ For these actors called pastors
All these folks is hypocrites/ And that’s why I ain’t at church
Truthfully I’m just doin me/ And I don’t wanna face no scrutiny
As long as the church keep wildin’ out/ I can justify all my foolish deeds
Smokin weed, pourin up/ Keep that lean up in my cup
Maybe I could change the world/ But this porn on my labtop got me stuck
Yeah I know whats right from wrong/ But that there ain’t gon sell a song
I rather sell my soul then save it/ If that’s what make my money long
There better not be no real God/ With real hope, that heals hearts/ That shows me that I ain’t livin up/ To all the things that He put me here for
There better not be no real church/ Real saints, who pray hard/ And let me rock my snapback/ With the 501s and the J’s on/
There better not be no real folk/ Who don’t think that they better than you/ Straight or gay, drunk and high/ They walk through the cold and weather wit you
Nah we don’t wanna see that/ Cause that might mean “life change”/ That might mean I’m worth more/ Than money, cars, sex, and pipe dreams
Better not be no real Jesus/ Real forgiveness, for hurt folks/ If God gon take me as I am/ I guesss I already got on my Church Clothes
Ladies, if Song of Solomon had never been written
And you never saw how men were supposed to cherish their women
And look at Ephesians 5, where they nourish their wives
Is he really that type of guy or are you rationalizing
Our God deserves glory
Greatest of love stories
More than movies and TV believe me He knows your needs
He provided His only son
When we aint deserve it
He loves you on your worst days
You know He’s perfect
So hold on, wait, be content

