Turn It Off

Yeah, let's take it back to the foundation Jesus Christ, His impact and His salvation I'm talkin' 'bout Calvary, where His blood was lost I'm talkin' the reality of the rugged cross I'm talkin' 'bout death, burial, and resurrection I'm talkin' 'bout reconciliation and election Yeah, I'm repetitive, because we're slow learners This that truth music, I am a sojourner Reportin' to you live from the wilderness We strive on this pilgrimage, alive, 'cause He's buildin' His Tribes and the villages, revive us and fill us with Eyes diligent for our rival who pillages Because he prowls around like a roarin' lion But he's surely dyin' before the Lord in Zion Defeat one was the cross, soon comes another loss Trust in Jesus, the ultimate undercover boss Ayo, if you don't want the gospel, yo, turn this off You wanna hear a bunch of mumblin'? Turn this off You want misogyny and guns? Yo, turn it off You got to turn it off, man, you got to turn it off You want Jesus on the low? Yo, turn this off You want me braggin' 'bout my flow? Yo, turn it off You want what's on the radio? Yo, turn this off You got to turn it off, man, you got to turn it off I know it's been a while since I've been makin' songs Some people even say, "Shai, yo, why you take so long?" Sorry if you felt abandoned or hurt But music took a back seat, because we planted a church How have I been? Thanks for askin', I can't complain, God is good I've been enjoyin' my wife, enjoyin' fatherhood I'm tryin' to think long-term sustainable By God's grace, fruit when I'm gone is still attainable I wanna see new birth and bound kids free What good is makin' many waves if it tends to fade? I'm tryin' to produce works that outlive me So God can use my pen to save when I'm in the grave Writin' this flyin' over the Atlantic I just can't help but think about the Titanic I preach Christ, 'cause many without hope will drown This world is exactly like the boat, it's goin' down Ayo, if you don't want the gospel, yo, turn this off You wanna hear a bunch of mumblin'? Turn this off You want misogyny and guns? Yo, turn it off You got to turn it off, man, you got to turn it off You want Jesus on the low? Yo, turn this off You want me braggin' 'bout my flow? Yo, turn this off You want what's on the radio? Yo, turn this off You got to turn it off, man, you got to turn it off Ayo, it feels like the days of Noah This world is post-Christian, the glory days are over Cats thirsty for the fame and would sell So they babble as they try to make a name for themselves They shallow with mirth, they try to flex and rebel But what you swallow on earth will be digested in Hell It's so profound, you joke around, you'll get broken down By Christ who holds the crown and sees through you like an ultrasound He's the reason I write, a piece of advice Trust Jesus the Christ, no matter your season of life Believe God and His promise, serve with fervor Before He plays the dishonest third shift worker A thief in the night, Jesus the Light Of the World, He's our delight, the reason that believers are hype He won't leave us despite our previous life The deviant type, by God's grace, get immediate sight Ayo, if you don't want the gospel, yo, turn this off You wanna hear a bunch of mumblin'? Turn this off You want misogyny and guns? Yo, turn this off You got to turn it off, man, you got to turn it off You want Jesus on the low? Yo, turn this off You want me braggin' 'bout my flow? Yo, turn it off You want what's on the radio? Yo, turn this off You got to turn it off, man, you got to turn it off Yah mean? Shout out to all my Christian soldiers reppin' Jesus Christ on the front lines Big Juice, what up? Blessed Nazirite, I see you Yo, Eshon, what up, man? Jackie Hill Perry, keep reppin' Him, sis No matter what, keep reppin' Him Keep reppin' Him