The Walk

Steve: WITH MY LEFT FOOT, i left the old me dead at the exit the heavy body of death keeping me from perfection WITH MY RIGHT FOOT, I'm righteous in the sight of the Highest my pride gets hype but I'm guided by light in a crisis GET TO STEPPIN, the finish line is ahead in the heavens but a lot of Golgotha's and blockers prolong my quest to Him MY LEGS LIMPIN straining to maintain with my head lifted blaming the terrain and complaining whenever heads trippin' WHEN I FELL trying to hide it like I'm an imbecile cats who hid 'em well try to kill 'em selves like Ahithophel HIT THE TRAIL, eatin' but we ain't really been living well money's getting funny I'm feeling worse than an infidel WHAT NOW? no time to punk out or discuss doubts get it flushed out before somebody gets cussed out AMONGST CLOUDS the Son is shining, we're looking up now earn the badge, burn up the path, moving like cub scouts ITS THE WALK! Not the talk, not the thought, but the walk ITS THE WALK! Not the talk, not the thought, but the walk ITS THE WALK! Not the talk, not the thought, but the walk ITS THE WALK! Not the talk, not the thought, but the walk ITS THE WALK! Zae: Lord this walk is monstrous it feels like I'm walking along a gauntlet with awful assortment of satan's darts that i'm getting caught with it sounds grim and I know it's not only him This whole world that i'm living in and the enemy thats within is my nemesis I'm pounded by sin & down in the ring I've been losing these rounds and how will I ever regain my strength please replenish it I know that your power is found in fellowship Plant me down in the ground surrounded by founts of nourishment How can Jose keep his way pure By keeping Your teachings within my reach & keeping all that You say stored & it's not as if I reject your gift on the mic I just wish for the truth I spit to be visible in my life If it isnt im just a hypocrite rapping about your Scriptures and acting as if my life is committed to your Magnificence And I don't care if my music career's successful Lord I just want you near make it clear that my life reflects you ITS THE WALK! Not the talk, not the thought, but the walk ITS THE WALK! Not the talk, not the thought, but the walk ITS THE WALK! Not the talk, not the thought, but the walk ITS THE WALK! Not the talk, not the thought, but the walk ITS THE WALK! StL: Yeah it's rugged and though I hate it I love it cuz when i covet I'm covered, in blood and brothers discuss it like STOP FRONTIN' confronting me when I'm bugging or bucking my sin may win for a minute but in the end i ain't stuck in it THE PUNISHMENT i suffer the consequences for dumbin' it but the wrath of the Father is absent, because of what He did A TON OF SIN carried and buried With Him who's up again these thorns and thistles are little compared to who we're trusting in yeah this life's a race keep my pace and step with the Spirit dont let me forget the freshness of grace that i get for living cause thats when i get the tripping forgetting that im forgiven instead of living with joy as a weapon to keep from sinning Lord take my affections give them guidance and direction there's a time and place for everything even for my aggression give me might for this plight as im hiking and tyring to delight in Christ cause it isnt my opinions or rhymes but what my life is like