Big, but they don't know the every day struggle I keep it thorough, everywhere I'm bubbling, you bubble gum Chew you up, spit you out, nigga, cause I
I will not boast in anything No gifts, no power, no wisdom But I will boast in Jesus Christ His death and resurrection Why should I gain from His reward? I
so ask how I feel and you know I reply... [Hook 2] [Verse 2: XV] Ay, I'm awesome, every time I lay it down I think that I kill 'em, play possum Death
the sky like [XV] Ay, I'm awesome Everytime I lay it down I think that I kill 'em, play possom ??????? Tell 'em open wide when they see how I'm flossin
Christ alone will I glory Though I could pride myself in battles won For I?ve been blessed beyond measure And by His strength alone, I overcome Oh, I
can fully know How glorious, how beautiful you are Chorus: Beautiful one I love Beautiful one I adore Beautiful one my soul must sing Powerful so powerful your glory
And I know, I know, I know there is a God There is a God, there is a God, there is a God And I know, I know, I know there is a God
Here's my story, giving glory to the Lord today Glory, glory Glory to the Lord Glory, glory Glory to the Lord Glory, glory Glory to the Lord Glory, glory Glory
slain. Refrain So I'll cherish the old rugged cross, Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross, And exchange it some
thee, liveth only in thine eye Bad religion, bad religion I need no gods or devils, I need no pagan rights Bad religion, bad religion I need no burning crosses
down Cry And if I wanted fame now All the glory, all the womb? And if I want my name emblazoned in every light in you And if I wanted Christ or a Messiah
might end up being goes through Why do I do the things I know I?m not supposed to Why don?t I do the things that I know I should do Who's to blame except
my sin His bounty for my need From slavery and shame I am redeemed And Heaven can't contain The glory of the Son Jesus is the Christ The Saving One
was bled for me Now I'll sing freedom for all of my days It's only by the power of the cross I'm raised The king of glory rescued me How beautiful
the bruises inside Reach down, let Your glory reside The cross carried for all of us, paint the image in my mind So I will never think I am something But nothing am I
I don't preach the gospel I'm still in my 20's- but I'll die if I got to Already dead- so forget my flesh I done been crossed over see the full court press I
my heart the tunes, the pipes, the wordes, the rhymes still call me through the times! Jehovah: Your senseless prayers I never hear The sign of the cross
