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Artist: Cross Movement

Album: Holy Culture

Song: Forever

Forever Lyrics:

[Tonic]

Break yourself and don't try ta

Front on your man T O N I to the C, don't even try to lie to me

If it's real then you know how it's gotta be

By now you know my motta

Aint nobody here tryin to flex brovado

You know the signachatto, its's Christ we follow

If He's Lamont, then I wanna be Rallo

I know, it's hard in the land of the lollipops

Where they're up in your face every time the trolly stops

God gots folly cops, but before folly starts folly stops

For the last and evil, its gonna take more then stain glass and steeple

But a distinctive people, who only bow down to the Regal

The One who didnt count it robbery to be called equal

They the ones wit no fear, they the ones who stay clear

Of the wolf and the wolf in sheep's gear, Word bond

They know the different between Luke 9:50 and the whole book of 1 John

Watch the con, He's an artist

Makin you feel rabbit when you know that the tortiose, taught us

Who's gonna win, only because a loving God gotta deal wit sin

Because He loves man

CHORUS:

More then your striff, more then you pain

Cause to live is Christ and to die is gain

So what it matters when...

We're gonna live Forever

So if I'm hit by a car, or taken out by disease

You aint gotta enough bullets in your gun, man please

We're gonna live forever

[Tonic]

let me spit this like lama

And throw the Word wit a hawk like Toma

So that man can see unlike nirvana

Heaven's rulled by a unique, excellent, magnifacent persona

If you say you goin, you cant stand before Him showin

On your life credit report still owein

Cause the grass you growin

Is the kinda of grass thats gonna catch mowin

Ladies get your hands up, fellas get your fist clinchin

When we gonna stand up, dig in and war trenchin

If you want the whole school to feel theredemption

You cant use any tool, it takes Godwrenchin

To turn a whole generation 180

O hear the whispers of the fat lady

The only reason she aint singin right now is

God gots His hand on the volume baby

Real patient ain't it

But don't take His kindness for weakness

Cause we livin in a time of divine sweatness

Cause there will come a time when He says, "Enough meekness"

And men will scatter to the hills likthe Horse runnin of the Preakness

CHORUS

[Tonic]

Harlem shake yourself til you meet Him

Though alot of men front, they know they need Him

Watch how you treat Him

You might as well join, cause your sure cant beat Him

He's the one who put the real free, in the word freedom

Especially for those who are livin in the struggle

Jus tryin to eat and you cant shake trouble

The real rough stubble, the real Barn Rubble

All my raw dogs, no leash no muzzle

You wanna roll doubles, and stand in smoke huddles

And feel like the hubble, bein shot out the shuttle

But thats where its subtle, pop goes the bubble

And you fall back down to earth, and splash in a puddle

The cost of the trip was oh so pricey

You're mad at the world all hot and spicey

Then wit the quickness of a swoosh like Nike

Satan did his thing and got all up in your psyche

Cause all this life gives is temporary relief

And all you really had was temporary belief

You couldnt really see the amazin deciet

And now the threat is eternal defeat

Thats why we say, get a Bible and read it in its entirety

And let God deal wit you and your propriety

Check out all the cats of noteriety the variety

Of ways they deal wit the ills of society

Let it bring sobriety, let it make you firey

Cause its gonna take more then a slice of apple piety

Once you realize that there's sin and symptom

And there's lost souls, and things that tempt em

And to Jesus there's rest and redemption

You're covered by a Hebrew 401K pension

Not to mention, you learned you lesson

No more vexin, no more stressin

No more guessin, no more Heaven, and hell questions

No more just livin for the blessins, no more dressin

Forget the ice and agression, not my wife no caressin

I don't care if she's Bodiqua, Australlian, or Texan

And you're not scared to scream that to your whole section

I'm not livin for this life, cause I'm livin for the next one

CHORUS