Where Would I Be?

CHORUS
Where would I be if I didn't have the LORD with me?
To go to war with me, on tour with me
To help me with dilemmas I'm faced with
To be by my side on an everyday basis

V.1
Jesus is my crutch, my scapegoat to problems
He there to rest my soul and He helps me to solve them
He more than my best friend, He is my Father
I ought to give Him props coz He is my Watcher
I used to be lost coz I paid Him no bother
We used to be opposites like black folks and soccer
I used to dislike the stuff He made it wasn't proper
Now I love all that He cooks up like Betty Crocker
I was like the man in Proverbs I was a mocker
Made a mockery, yes He gave me dawg a lot of
Stuff He did for me but what I do for Him? Nada
But He stayed after my heart just like He was a stalker
I crawled up off the bench now I'm a Jesus Christ starter
I had to embrace God, without Him my life is harder
I used to let the devil slaughter wait but then I thought of
In Texas real hot but hell is much hotter

V.2
I got humble as the saint lives, they stay high
(Come on it's okay guy, it's only 1 drink right?)
Nah that ain't right, you listen to J. Christ
He'll bring you out the dark so you can see the daylight
I gotta say it right, don't say you wanna trade lives
Coz you can get yours right too coz God will change lives
One day you may glide in heaven with J. Christ
You gotta open up your heart and let what I say inside
Coz if you don't take heed to what I say guy
You going down and ain't around like Mary J Blige
Satan got a mission in mind he wanna take lives
I don't know about y'all I won't let him take mine
Won't let him takes yours that's why I say rhymes
To let the Lord take hold and use Him to change lives
That's what I did, it's giving me a great life
As long as I'm sincere with mines I can't fake Christ

V.3
Think about it, without Him we just some lost souls
His contributions to my life is colossal
Not facing an eternity of them hot coals
So I praise and worship my Lord with Hip-Hop songs
Satan tried to toy with my life but I ain't got no time
For his games dawg but I do got flows
From hearing dudes running like raskulls, snotnosed
But can still get their life right the gates is not closed
So I blaze with hot flows, He saving my soul
Now praise is so dope, what I throw is not bows
I throw worship at Satan, he mad I got more
I got hope that my Lord will keep a stronghold
So I can do my thing accomplish my goals
His praise I give Him is mine it's not yours
So give Him your own, He the ruler of the throne
C'mon and hop up on this ride that I roll!