Lyrics
You know it's on and popping
And ain't no stopping
Keeping the party rockin' for
God who's watching
Without Christ the Rock who
Would rock ya body?
Who would rock the party and rock the lobby?
He gave us a reason to praise
Him up in the steeple
When He came down and died for
The evil that we do we ain't playing games
Repping His name to gain change
We do this to maintain
And change the mainframe
Of gangstas that gangbang
Hustlas that slang thangs
We know you a sinner but it's
Time for a name change
It's the holy Rock-repper
Repping the Rock whether or not it's hot
On ya block in the hot weather
We in the party screaming Jesus whut!
See somebody wildin' out then what
You seen was us!
Keep it krunk for Christ because
Of His redeeming love
We gon' rep Him till we die or till
He beams us up so get em up
You rollin with the line now baby
Get your hands up high now baby
We keep it krunk for Christ
We'll never change that
The same cats rockin even after
The cows came back get your hands up
Ta dow! How you like me now I'm in the mix
See I'm a fiend for Jesus Christ and I'm
About to get my fix with the krunkness
I hope you feeling my worship
Now peep my drunkness
Because the Spirit is working we
Pray you pump this
To all your friends that are worldly
To see we bump this
Because we know that it worthy
I'm from the dirty
The place where they say that the cops
Got him or the Glock shot him
This is where people hit rock bottom
Crack houses and dirty spouses how
Can you not spot em because of this drama I
Nicknamed my block Sodom
But God took this brother one common
A dime a dozen
And brought me back to His loving
Delivered me from destruction
From the land of the Trill
Worse than Amityville
With one hand on the wheel and
One hand on the steel
Do His commandments and will
He understands how I feel
But He called me to run as hard as Emmit
Ran on the field now get em up
Ride with this Christian partner
While we present the Father
Vibe to this rhythm holla
Live till you hear them holla
Or see them follow
Forsaking Impalas and dollars
And smoking la la for popping collars
And honor the Abba now wild out!
And get krunk to this Plumbline collaboration
We out to grab this nation
Till God get His adoration
Aye yo this beat got us
Jumping and stomping we keep it
Pumping like Jesus coming i see you running
You keeping something from me you fronting
But you can't front on Jehovah He knows ya
Not J-A-Y but J-E young soldier
I told ya He's the Owner mayne he want it
He says it and get it
It's over mayne he gave us the life that we
Living He owns us mayne
You either rolling with the Rock
Or get rolled over mayne
WRITERS
Le Crae Devaughn Moore, John Williams, Tedashii Anderson
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © MUSIC SERVICES, INC., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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