Yeah, yeah, yeah

Turn my beat up, overdose mine
I don't need drugs, got the Most High
Holy Ghost writer to compose rhymes
Sin got us blind, got a cloud on our minds

I'm illuminated, open up my eyes
Now the Spirit showing me the Word is alive
I was so low, now I'm so high
Regenerated mind telling me that I'm alive

And it's working, I'm so certain
Confident He created me for a purpose
Somewhere in-between the jeans that ya'll jerking
And them khakis that gangstas work, working

No purpose, sir, so worthless
I catch re-real contact when I worship
Hi-high turn the treble, bass, bass up
I'm tryna see the Son that's why I got my face up

I got my pride on low faith, faith on high
Turn, turn the treble up, bass on high
I got my pride on low, faith, faith on high
Turn the treble up, bass on high

I got my pride on low, faith, faith on high
All my people in the building getcha hands up high
Get 'em high i-i-i high, high
Get 'em high i-i-i high, high, high, high

I'mma stand behind my bars like a inmate
And I promise I do the things that my pen say
God's Sensei, I'm in the Dojo
I'm crank, cranked up like I'm popping no dose

No dose, homie, don't sleep
World full of them sheep with the shark teeth
Don't, don't start me on that lighter fluid
Fire brewing, see me shining from a mile or two

Do it suddenly, can't even muffle me
Moses off the mountain top, you better cover me
Try to smother me, I crank it up some more
Love, joy, peace, that's what I'm banking on

Turned up, no, I can't stop
This is rock music, yeah, I rep 'The Rock'
I don't need a buzz, I don't need to shine
Already sky high, I think I see the top

I got my pride on low, faith, faith on high
Turn, turn the treble up, bass on high
I got my pride on low, faith, faith on high
Turn the treble up, bass on high

I got my pride on low, faith, faith on high
All my people in the building getcha hands up high
Get 'em high i-i-i high, high
Get 'em high i-i-i high, high, high, high

Hello, hand's high like His name
I been purchased by the blood homie, I can show you change
Back in the day, I saw a girl, iMac
Try to get those digits, call her later, iChat

I rehab now got my eyes on the throne
Whenever I talk to the Lord, iPhone
Yeah, faith on high
He got us standing up for His Word, no lie

Ha, this is detox rhyming
Only pride, we love is the pride full of lions
They can't stop His shine, He so amazing
The Son rose for some daylight savings

He saved us from the beef on Easter
Then build a damnation like a beaver
All men fall short like Keibler
Elf, Gary Coleman, Webster and Lil' Caesar

I got my pride on low, faith, faith on high
Turn, turn the treble up, bass on high
I got my pride on low, faith, faith on high
Turn the treble up, bass on high

I got my pride on low, faith, faith on high
All my people in the building getcha hands up high
Get 'em high i-i-i high, high
Get 'em high i-i-i, high, high, high, high