Letra de God Man

God Man You say you would die for your block/ and you would die for your dawgs/ but would you get on the cross and then die for us all/ I can hear Him cryin' "Let this cup pass from Me"/ yet some sin against Holy Ghost which is blasphemy/ now picture pain the worst on earth ever existed/ experienced the mischief/ endureth the crucifixion/ He died although 40 percent wouldn't believe/ see He died although 10 percent wouldn't receive/ see He died although 20 percent wouldn't understand/ and only 30 percent reverenced Him as the Son of Man/ now knowin' this He still said "Nevertheless, not My will but let Yours be done"/ 33 years of pain, sufferin' and sorrow/ rejection, ridicule in a tomb that was borrowed/ foxes have holes, birds have nest/ but even the Son of Man didn't have a place to rest They forget You're the Godman/ Your Word says You were tempted on every hand/ yet they promise up and down that you don't understand/ could it be an excuse to continue in sin/ could it be in their greed that they want more/ as if dyin' on the cross wasn't enough for them/ let's pretend and defend like it's the last rhyme/ this is what I would say to persuade minds/ listen The first Adam straight died with his bride/ and the second Adam straight died for His bride/ and we have a high priest who can really sympathize/ with our weaknesses and see the lies/ and the disguise in us lived in Nazareth that's similar to our urban streets/ til He was 30 and rejected by His town peeps/ know what it's like to be shun, hung, spit upon/ and still be the Son and one with the Father/ feel the agony of the main people hatin' on you/ the ones that read about you and suppose to be waitin' on you/ know what it's like to be dogged out/ but gotta fight cause you called out/ plus in the garden of Gethsemane/ He made the choice to surrender to His enemies/ know what it's like to walk the earth and get no love/ treated so cold like hands and ice with no gloves No tongue should ever speak He don't know strugglin'/ heartache, heart break and sufferin'/ spit on, whipped on, and thrown down/ a prophet without honor in His hometown own town/ we waitin' to see the spectacular and miraculous/ He cracked the grave and resurrected the miraculous/ showed His love and died for us while we were yet sinners/ you're either generation X or blessed winners/ took many lashes and then shed blood/ cried and sweat blood/ God, now that's love that's love/ what more can He do than He's already done/ than to love the world so much that He sent His only begotten son/ what more can He do to say that He loves your life/ than to wrap in human flesh and become the Christ