VERSE(1):
3 months in, and we’ve stayed between the righteous cones.
Jesus Christ be the Lord of our Love ones.
No ones home and she needs company for the feast,
that she was cooking so I slid on over to her piece.
Got on my eats, she’s my peeps and I know I’m blessed,
but in a flash, trash is rising up in my flesh.
Our talks are pure, nothing but about the Good Shepherd.
But Honey got a walk more badder than a black leopard.
My old masters’ back, trying to drown the voice of my Teacher,
like something Jurasic vs. My new creature.
Both of our Christian eyes caught one another scopin’.
We couldn’t front, we knew we both were open.
What da deal, this ain’t the way to go for God’s anointed,
the last thing we want is a Holy God disappointed.
But what the heck, a peck won’t take us cross the fine line
Oh my God her lips just turned into some Bon-Bon’s.
Now I’m locked, I wanna stop, Lord Jesus help me,
Oh yeah, you said if I resist the devil he would flee.
And you also said that I should flee youthful lust,
but my legs our stupid heavy and my feet are stuck.
I know in marriage is where you’ll give me the whole bunch,
but now she’s smellin’ sweeter than peanut butter Cap’n Crunch.
And Lord you know what that’s been doing to a brother lately,
Father forgive me, I think I’m going crazy.

CHORUS:
Temptation, now or later,
less or greater,
keeps war between my nature,
totter, teeter, stronger, weaker, old master vs. Teacher,
Creature Double Feature.

VERSE(2):
Friday night, got liberty to do it all.
But that ain’t wise, cause even got liberty to fall.
I’m Saved, Eternally Secure, and being Sanctified.
Whoever said Christian life is all fun, then they lied
Now Jesus is my Lord, and ain’t no doubt about it,
but it’s 10 p.m., clubs are open, and they’re bout it, bout it.
And I know all the world has to offer is obituary,
but I’ll kill myself if I play another game of Pictionary,
Monopoly, Taboo, Bowling or even Guesstures.
Freaks are coming out, and it’s the end of the semester.
Deep down I feel the Spirit really urging me to stall,
but am I more of a Christian locked inside these four walls.
God, was I snatched from death to now live like a hermit,
if this is a lesson, teach me, because I can’t discern it.
But I guess it ain’t right for me to get all excited
and race out to the party where you ain’t even invited.
WORD BOND!, they ain’t lettin’ you in, and this I know.
They’ll make you stand outside, while inside we say, “HO!”

And you probably would wait there for me until I got my freak over,
but that ain’t right to do to a person who’s name is Jehovah.
Help me, I see it ain’t cool if you ain’t welcome LORD,
but I’m still contemplating going because a brothers bored.

CHORUS

VERSE(3):
Well now, Christian am I, Reborn, Rebuilt
When Christ comes to bust the party, I’ll feel no guilt. I got my brand new, “not of this world,” mind set rollin’
and though still “in this world,” it’s so hard to let go the controllin’.
Smoke at one time, was my passion and fashion. I’d puff-up all yours, just to keep my own JASMIN.
Habit now a has-been, even though my crew still does it.
I don’t touch it, I got new needs, new steez, new budget.
But there is something about today and me in there presence,
though I’ve been around before when they’ve sparked herbal essence.
every round of the cypher, I’d say no, they’d still offer,
Lord I wish this was back in the day when I was a cougher.
Cause in those days, “Brown Sugar,” I couldn’t stand her,
But Blunt Boot Camp soon made her my commander.
She’d say, “Get up, Stand up, Blunt’s is on tonight.”
She’d say, “Fill-up, Roll-up, cause Trees we’re going to lite.”
Yeah, yeah. She’d say, “Get up, Stand up, L’s is on tonight.”
She’d say “Spark-up, Puff-up, It’s Natural, Ain’t no Wrong or Right.”
And now that I’m down with Christ, I’d thought I would hate the smell of homegrown.
But right now, it’s like, “The sweetest smell I’ve ever known!”
I’m blown, Lord I don’t want to go back to the wrong route,
plus this will kill my witness and all that I been sharing about.
Like how God wants to take a man, split and spiritually gut him,
Teach belief in His Son, fill with His Spirit and stuff him,
Lace him, Lick him, heal and reseal the epidermal
then give a Christ-Like spark and let Life burn eternal.
And like how I’m trying to diss the old master to obey my new Teacher

Cause any one in Christ becomes a new creature.
And those who walk in the Spirit will never lack
which means I’m doing something wrong, because I just caught a contact.
I Corinthians 10:13. No temptation has seized you except what is common to man. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can stand up under it.