Give Me Strength feat: Peoples

(Verse 1)

Oh God life is hard

Please hear me where I stand

Even though life shows I ain't your number one fan

I'm struggling with foul thoughts

I'm caught in foul ways

I don’t care to go on living the foul play

My heart's split apart between what's right and wrong

Many times I end up where I don’t belong

I'm killed by the guilt and how it eats my heart

Then I forget my regrets and again a foul start

I'm tired of living life like the rest of the world

I'm tired of thinking dirty after every girl

I'm tired of the heat within the life that I live

So tired of the guilt because of all my sins

My God give me your ear, see my invisible tears

I got a smile full of pain, anger, and fear

I wanna live correct without having to sweat

Without having to fail through the everyday test

Overcome these mind games that got me flipping inside

God forbid I react on what I feel I can't hide

Oh Lord, I can't afford to live this way to the end

I wanna change, you know?

In Jesus name, Amen

(Verse 2)

(Lord, give me strength)

To be a sign, a symbol, a mascot, a definition, an icon

When the mic's on I want them to hear more than a nice song

I write songs not so they can be impressed with me

But to preach of he who gives me peace like a hippie

Right on!

Make me strong in you and your mighty power

As I put on the full armor to withstand the hour

Lord I no longer wanna be a spiritual coward

So hide me from being the fellow that Melony was talking about

What I did, where I'm from, who I'm with, who's my boy, where I'm going, who's my mans, what's my status, where I stood

Thinking I was good money

The only time I opened your word is when I thought my rhymes were getting rusty

When I know you're all I need to stand tall

My ears ring at your name's mention yes is my answer to the call

My all is all yours

I'm blind as it is so lead me like Saul on the road to Damascus

All I ask is…

(Verse 3)

Being that you are the source of my strength the strength of my life

The battles come but I got my word I call it the pocket knife

You're the vine I'm the branches holding on tight

Through your strength this bum stays super fly

Sure you right!

Even when my weakness is with you that's where my strength is

When I'm chicken like Popeye's his word's like spinach kid

You get me?

As I run and I grow weary

Staying on track with his strength soaring like an eagle Jack

Now I fly through adversity and the strife

And it helps me flee from sin because that's my kryptonite

Even when I fear and sweat

Styles taught me that Christ in me is better than an "S" on my chest

Forget the quick fix and the C.R.E.A.M.

A dollar and a dream

Christ took one for the team defeating Satan's schemes

Hold on to Philippians 4:13

I do it all through Christ who strengthens me

Produced by: "Jay Orkestra" J.J. Ramos (Divinely Orkestrated Entertainment/ASCAP)