My Way Home feat: Emily Gonzales
Written by: "Jay Orkestra" J.J. Ramos, "Youngman Rumble" T. Pierce
(Hook)
I stay focused never assimilate
Because I know I'm a temporary resident
Making sure to this world I don't acculturate
Because my citizenship's up in heaven man
(Verse 1)
I'm no longer part of things of this earth
No sipping on the Sizzurp
Or lusting over sister
Only to later diss her
Fresh out the desert
To the Living Water's stream
He turned my living nightmare into his dream…Yes sir!
Victory is mine like the song
You can find me on my way (home)
Waiting for the trumpet to blow
I feel as if I don’t belong anymore
There's no more taste for the world's plate
But I don’t mind feeling out of place
That means I fit in great with his amazing grace
And for that I give him honor
With nothing to hide
My light is in the air as if I'm at a concert
As I enjoyed being sin sick
My Lord, my Father
Had patience like a doctor
Gave me strength to roll with the punches like a boxer
I got to
Proceed to press on
Rock the Holy Armor a.k.a. the "Devil-B-Gone"
And tell the devil "Be gone!"
Leave him hanging like a telephone
And proceed to shine like Sierra Leone
Until when I bow at the heavenly throne
When I'm finally home
Chillin' beside Jesus better believe it yo
Until then I will speak his word fluently
Shout praise with jubilee
Give thanks enough for you and me
From glory to glory I'll dance like David
Harlem shake to my grave if it's giving praise to my Savior
(Verse 2)
I can't wait until I hear the brass instrument sound
The reason I'm the leader with my back facing the crowd
To get me home
That's where I wanna be
Throw deuces to this world and thank it for its hospitality
In sincerity
I'm tired of not fitting in
His will and my sin like oil and water ain't mixing in
So I figured
Desert or the living river
Gold streets or chillin' with the Burns' like Mr. Smithers
So a picture bigger
This ain't my residence
Trying to get comfortable don’t make sense
Light switch flicked on
Greener grass across the fence
Active participating no more chillin' on the bench
It's game time
Focused so I never assimilate
At the same time
Walk a tight path so I don't stray
Final destination can occur in two ways
Depending on the road you choose:
Wide or the one that's straight
The difference between flames and pearly gates
Soul's damnation or an eternal sweepstakes now check it
The wide one a lot of people go through
Solely because it's spacious and you can do what you wanna do
But if you choose to see the way things unfold
You'll learn that the wide doesn't lead to the glory road
I will be elite and go down the tight road
Because at the end of my journey I know I'll be home
(Chorus)
I'm living my life just to live again
(When I)
Stick with the Lord I know that I shall win
(Help me)
Give you my all and make this promise to me
Come back take me
I can reign with you in glory
(Verse
3)
To the kingdom we're bringing the whole hood in
Not the lifestyle but the lives he wants to pull in
He pulled sin for us
He took the bullet so we could walk tall with the Rock
"If ya smell what I'm cookin'"
Took my name out of hell's central booking
Now you can find "Tai" in ink that lasts longer than permanent marker
To die here is to live larger
But I gotta make sure when it's time to elevate you're going up
As I send my praises high up in the sky like Mike Jordan
Making sure that my light is on until it sparks like Jordin
Ever since he got the keys to my main organ
I've been blessed in the presence of the Son no mourning
No use trying to get me with the butter
Roll!
Keep the rope and chains homes I'll be walking on gold
Until then
We revolve around the Son like our planet
To hear "Well done my good sons
I knew you could handle it"
(Chorus)