Verse 1:
I be riding round with that light

Just so my soul glo
Curly hairs up in my head, like I use soul glo
Soul food , Word orderve

only god I serve
Team Committed, you ain't with it you well I guess you wanna swerve
Green cooler $$#ist ,Rondo

Joy come in the mourning Alonzo
Rapture capture the flow just raptor Toronto
Sing and Rap boy what a combo

Praise I gotta give him pronto
While $$#embling this ensemble
I speak life you comprehendo

Scripture on tempo
No game boy Nintendo
No gas citgo

We in the praise zone if you looking for us
Turn on the lights, cuz I'm looking for a


Chorus:
Man I've been looking for a (turn around 2x).
Just to help me (turn around 2x)

A spiritual high you can't (turn down 2x)
Man we serving (who hold the crown, hold the crown yeah)


Verse 2:
Man hold up,
I've been there done everything you can think,

I picked that peck they said don't eat,
And watched my consequences peak,
Like the focus you be giving them tweets that you know you shouldn't be peeping,

A whole lot of followers but ain't nobody teaching,
How to get up off that couch and kill the thoughts of ghetto living,
Take a bullet to the statement cause there ain't no time for losing,

There's still time to get on your grind and make a name for yourself,
Cause with Jesus backing you up,
Oh the world's gonna feel your steps,

When your praising the name of the king,
It's truly insane,
You know that he died for your gain?

Got nailed to the cross,
They cheered his loss,
And chilled cause they thought the Word was lost.

When his flesh died,
He arose in many became one body,
And that one body became a hated few,

Unashamed they are to everybody,
They told me I was doing this wrong,
Said I was singing the wrong song,

I had to get my paper long.
Well I guess I did when I signed my name on that sheet,
And that Bible began to speak,

It's a start of a new Malik (King)

Chorus


Verse 3:
know your feeling lost,

dont know whats comming next,
what you expect you're traveling without a GPS,
Don't know where you're going you're just going through the motions,

hoping you can find a way out from the heartache and the groaning and the poison,
Venom...
from the needle traveling through your veins, your fed up..

from the drugs making you a slave but you let em,
the world tells you escape the pain let the drugs control your brain,
but thats insane to think that way,

relying on drugs is never okay,
turn to God before its too late,
before your brains like Cirque De Soleil,

Twisted turned and bent out of shape,
broken beyond repair,
your like a vegetable brain turned to mush like mashed potatoes....extra gravy,

but there's a way out,
stop where you are and let Jesus turn you around,
call out to God and he will save you from it all,
Just believe that he can do it and say,
Lord i need a turn around turn around..ha


Chorus