Testo Turn It Off

Yeah, let's take it back to the foundation
Jesus Christ, His impact and His salvation
I'm talkin' 'bout Calvary, where His blood was lost
I'm talkin' the reality of the rugged cross
I'm talkin' 'bout death, burial, and resurrection
I'm talkin' 'bout reconciliation and election
Yeah, I'm repetitive, because we're slow learners
This that truth music, I am a sojourner Reportin' to you live from the wilderness
We strive on this pilgrimage, alive, 'cause He's buildin' His
Tribes and the villages, revive us and fill us with
Eyes diligent for our rival who pillages
Because he prowls around like a roarin' lion
But he's surely dyin' before the Lord in Zion
Defeat one was the cross, soon comes another loss
Trust in Jesus, the ultimate undercover boss

Ayo, if you don't want the gospel, yo, turn this off
You wanna hear a bunch of mumblin'? Turn this off
You want misogyny and guns? Yo, turn it off
You got to turn it off, man, you got to turn it off
You want Jesus on the low? Yo, turn this off
You want me braggin' 'bout my flow? Yo, turn it off You want what's on the radio? Yo, turn this off
You got to turn it off, man, you got to turn it off

I know it's been a while since I've been makin' songs
Some people even say, "Shai, yo, why you take so long?"
Sorry if you felt abandoned or hurt
But music took a back seat, because we planted a church
How have I been? Thanks for askin', I can't complain, God is good
I've been enjoyin' my wife, enjoyin' fatherhood
I'm tryin' to think long-term sustainable
By God's grace, fruit when I'm gone is still attainable
I wanna see new birth and bound kids free
What good is makin' many waves if it tends to fade?
I'm tryin' to produce works that outlive me
So God can use my pen to save when I'm in the grave
Writin' this flyin' over the Atlantic
I just can't help but think about the Titanic
I preach Christ, 'cause many without hope will drown
This world is exactly like the boat, it's goin' down

Ayo, if you don't want the gospel, yo, turn this off
You wanna hear a bunch of mumblin'? Turn this off
You want misogyny and guns? Yo, turn it off
You got to turn it off, man, you got to turn it off
You want Jesus on the low? Yo, turn this off
You want me braggin' 'bout my flow? Yo, turn this off
You want what's on the radio? Yo, turn this off
You got to turn it off, man, you got to turn it off

Ayo, it feels like the days of Noah
This world is post-Christian, the glory days are over
Cats thirsty for the fame and would sell
So they babble as they try to make a name for themselves
They shallow with mirth, they try to flex and rebel
But what you swallow on earth will be digested in Hell
It's so profound, you joke around, you'll get broken down
By Christ who holds the crown and sees through you like an ultrasound
He's the reason I write, a piece of advice
Trust Jesus the Christ, no matter your season of life
Believe God and His promise, serve with fervor
Before He plays the dishonest third shift worker
A thief in the night, Jesus the Light
Of the World, He's our delight, the reason that believers are hype
He won't leave us despite our previous life
The deviant type, by God's grace, get immediate sight

Ayo, if you don't want the gospel, yo, turn this off
You wanna hear a bunch of mumblin'? Turn this off
You want misogyny and guns? Yo, turn this off
You got to turn it off, man, you got to turn it off
You want Jesus on the low? Yo, turn this off
You want me braggin' 'bout my flow? Yo, turn it off
You want what's on the radio? Yo, turn this off
You got to turn it off, man, you got to turn it off

Yah mean?
Shout out to all my Christian soldiers reppin' Jesus Christ on the front lines
Big Juice, what up?
Blessed Nazirite, I see you
Yo, Eshon, what up, man?
Jackie Hill Perry, keep reppin' Him, sis
No matter, keep reppin' Him
Keep reppin' Him