Iampreach - Crunch Time

Crunch time, back in the front lines
In and out of season is the only way I'm
Going hard in the paint, because the paint drying
Can't keep playing around, nah now it's game time
Get up off the floor, leave it in the boat
Come on down to the throne
Couldn't do it on my way own
Crunch time, yea I'm back in the front lines
In and out of season is the way only i'm
Going hard in the paint because the paint drying
Can't keep playing around nah, now its game time
Get up off the floor, come on time to grow, leave it in the boat
Leave it all behind, come on down to the throne
Only by his grace, couldn't do it on my own
Crunch time, crunch time
Lately I've been tongue tied, tongue tied
Trynna find the right time for the right rhyme
Been over thinking too much with these punch lines
Trynna save lives, can't even save mine
I hate the flesh man he a straight lie
Brain washed by these thoughts, but they ain't mine
Thinking all I'll ever be is a man trying
Been on a roll with a goal that don't ever seem to go
Every time I try I just end up on the floor
Every time I fight I just take another blow
But maybe if I'm honest I've been going about it wrong
Maybe I forgot how to come before ya throne
I can't even lie, Lord its been way too long
Show me what it means to live a life that is a whole
I've never really been, but I'm giving up control
Crunch time, yea I'm back in the front lines
In and out of season is the way only I'm
Going hard in the paint because the paint drying
Can't keep playing around nah, now its game time
Get up off the floor, come on time to grow, leave it in the boat
Leave it all behind, come on down to the throne
Only by his grace, couldn't do it on my own
Uh, now it's time to grow
No matter where I've been I'm a leave it in the boat
Watering the seeds that you put up in my soul
It's always been there, it just needed to be toned
Following the way it's the only way to go
When I did it on my own, I just end up overthrown
That's what you get when you think you know it all
Trynna be grown, like you ain't nothing but a boss
Living in a lie but you don't think you're a slave
Think you got it locked, but you cannot get away
Puppets on a string they ain't even got a clue
Believing in a lie because the world said it was true
I'm guilty of the same, i been caught up in these chains
On more than one account, so you know I can relate
But be ye transformed no I cannot stay the same
I'm calling all saints, it is time that we awake
Crunch time, yea I'm back in the front lines
In and out of season is the way only i'm
Going hard in the paint because the paint drying
Can't keep playing around nah, now its game time
Get up off the floor, come on time to grow, leave it in the boat
Leave it all behind, come on down to the throne
Only by his grace, couldn't do it on my own

Written by:
Albert Mendoza

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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