DESCRIPTION:
Artist: Plumbline Collective ft. iSix5
Album: Semper Reformanda Volume 2
Title: East to West
Track: 33

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Lyrics:
What would have Jesus done, made this heathen run/
Wanna know my testimony, read Ephesians 1 (Shout to shai linne)/
Ayo we rep the King, chapter 4 and verse 5 and Micah
East to west, we glorifying God in the cypha/
Cuz it sound nice, just having girls and some fake ice/
Found Christ, found out He's the pearl of the great price
Had my idols, thought I was filled but it didn't measure/
Read the Bible and bought the field with the hidden treasure/
Coulda' been destroyed by the Lord, I was detestable/
But He saved ya boy and gave me joy inexpressible/
For salvation ain't no other name under heaven/
I ain't jealous of no rich dudes, James 1:11/
Cuz all of that is vanity and leads to calamity/
Sin is straight asinine, temporal insanity/
I can testify that one glimpse of the Son will/
Make ya favorite sports team look like a dunghill/

Once ill, blind to the light, like I was comatose/
Vision blurry from all the smoke from tryna overdose/
Snatched up by the heavenly phantom, old man has decomposed/
Reconciled through the second Adam, sealed by the Holy Ghost/
Drafted by the winning team, what you know about grace/
Enacted by the risen King, it made ya boy 'about face'/
For my sinning, what's deserved, I'd be sent to hell/
But mercy given, justice served, His righteousness upheld/
All we tryna do with this music is edify the body/
Reach the lost with the gospel, then exhort the ungodly/
Most of their ears stopped up, but that don't bother me/
I'm gon' keep spittin' Bible until the earth swallow me/
Incarnate the gospel, baby I'm just tryna model Him/
Maybe if Jesus was tweeting then the world would follow Him/
Probably not, but due to John 15:6/
We still regurgitating Scripture over unclean lips/

The fires won't consume my soul because I know Christ/
So when you're at my funeral you can throw rice/
Now I'm born twice to die my joy is potential pains/
Lord, I lift my voice on high for Your torrential rains/ (Hosea 6:2-3,10:12)All languages languish to pronounce or expound/
The amount of His anguish or one ounce of renown/
The glories of Christ exceed my description/
Even with my Webster's Collegiate Edition/
He's the Physician, belief is the prescription/
I'm hooked on the Rock! Lord, feed my addiction!/
Because I'm thirsting for ever-increasing intimacy/
It's immersed in verse 10 Philippians 3/
You can flaunt your 4.0 or be barely passing college/
But I get to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge/
It's not the 'Great Omission' so what you playing games for?/
Our everything is heaven's King, verse 17 in James 4/

It's iSix:5, and we linked up with the Plumbline/
Combined and unsigned, reppin' Christ with one mind/
Hungry for the Lord like cannibals in His lunch line/
Ready to give an answer for our faith like it was crunch time/
Declined the world's design of rapping using dumb rhymes/
Confined to punchlines about the gospel cuz the Son's mine/
His Kingdom's on the way it's gon' be hyper then ya club grind/
Jehovah holds the keys -- 'Empire state of mind'/
But my ex-man was dead in sin, go and peep my origin/
I used to be abhorring Him, myself is who I gloried in/
Got a hold of the Scripts, ya boy was on his second Tim/
Chapter 2, verse 15 - I couldn't stop exploring them/
I had to stop ignoring Him, I started making war within/
Sin to the depths of my soul, my old man ya'll I'm flooring him/
New heart, new mind, cuz Christ He was victorious/
My God is meritorious simply because He's glorious/

Picture this, I was atop a tower of ignorance/
Reminisce, I was a burning, permanent invalid/
Quick to flip, just storing up wrath in its increments/
It's legit, that my sin was sicker than Syphilis/
Impotent, to save myself from this pit's abyss/
And my indolence was shown in my works giving 10%/
The more I was glorified, my poor eyes missed the gist/
My sure mind, towards God, was war crime and insolence/
I lived a myth, and He abhorred all my sentiments/
When bitterness was poured down, the Lord died in innocence/
He visited me like the eleventh chapter of Genesis/
Saved me still, gave me zeal and made me real intimate/
Reminding me, in spite of me, in Titus 3, He flipped the script/
Then mightily and righteously excited me to spit to this/
It's intricate, the Infinite has made us citizens/
So this one is an instrument dwelling up in His eminence

When Christ touches you, He leaves ya heart racin' like a nascar/
But He doesn't have to earn hearts, did ya get it?/
They come runnin' to Him more broken than glass jaws/
You can't see Him and live, but if you did you'd be slacked jawed/
Leavin' you in pieces like throwing stones at glass walls/
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