it aint over yet

Within the depths of my soul
I know this aint the end of the road
For me, its just the beginning.
Every closed door just means im about
To embark on a new opportunity
We have been on the bottle too long,
Hanging on our mothers hip with a death grip too strong
Our life is just that
Cant depend on people who when they gone from this life aint neva comin back
Our life is just that
But at the same time that’s really not a fact
If there’s something bigger, what make you think you got the right to pull the trigger
Weapons is killin us daily
BET late at night, that aint nothing healthy
The rivers of the neva endin tears that flow form the eyes of the child who saw
Their mother being beaten, and daddy bein hauled off by the pigs
Seein the fire bein fueled by the paper
Chasin the paper, doin anything just to make some change
Not knowin that life is much more realer
Life can be much more iller
I kno something that is more satisifyin than that killer
Someone greater than that killer that don’t mean you no good
Better than that killa that wanna see you locked down in the hood
Doin everything to make sure you wouldn’t wanna move if ya could

Within the depths of my soul
I know this aint the end of the road
Knowin that what I reap, that’s what I sowed
Knowin that if I live right, but not according to my knowledge and might
I’ll get to see the Son in the sky
But that aint my motivation, living to better myself
Cuz it aint me but He who lives in me
He chose a filthy, unclean vessel to dwell and make known His grace
Mercy, love, peace, that He’s here to stay
More satisfyin than anything I have every tried
More satisfyin than getting something thanks to a lie
I know this aint the end, haven’t fulfilled His will yet
Know He gon use me and all that is me
To bring Him, and His Father and His Spirit some glory
Remembering the deep hole I dug for my self
Felt like the walls was closin in and was about to collapse
Pulled me out in the nick of time
Never forget, never judge the folks that I see walkin in my old past
Knowin how blind I was, remembering how many years it took to get passed
Knowing that it aint much time to get my life together
Knowing that this thing is a process and I am far from the goal
Just prayin to the Son I wont dig another hole
In the form of the music, the clothes, the hair and the hats
Or in the form of the boys, the different kind of noise, this and that
I cant afford to go that route again
Cuz time is runnin out
When 6 year olds can talk about sex
That’s how you know its time to seek a new route
And seek a different way to live
Knowin that not only drugs is killin kids
Something more powerful than a drug
More powerful than that bub
But yes I’ma say it: this raunchy MEDIA is a drug
And people got addicted to the fast life
Like when crack rocks came on the scene
The subliminal messages, tellin you to get it all now
Cuz after this, aint gon be nothing else
But I pray when I die, my death wont be the end of it

Within the depths of my soul
I know this aint the end of the road
For me, if I keep my faith and trust He
Who really did die and bared all my mess ups
for me hung on a T,
blood spilled from Him, it wasn’t ketchup
Or the stuff in the movies tryna gloss it up for TV
That Man was sinless, its hard to see
Why you wouldn’t try to strive to live for He

Within the depths of my soul
I know this aint the end of the road
I got much more to go