Psych Check

[Verse One]
 I figured the way to spark it was to corner the market
 And throw darts to hit the target
 Then grip your hearts where lethargic
 Thoughts sit and force it to turn like water burns from faucets
 While you, think about what I'm speaking about reaching out to
 Each endowed with the gift of listening and seeking sound
 Reasoning my sound begins
 Leaking through your speakers
 Then everyone who's waiting to X-hell can breath again
 CNN, see 'em when it's season in
 Season out
 Fall back on that talking less you trying to be about
 What does my skill profit unless I'm a real prophet
 If I'm living ill I can bet you that God will stop it
 I'm just His little sidekick, He is the real object
 When it comes to solving issues He handles the real problems
 What is the deal partner, how you feel shawty
 Brothers are still mobbing, holding that steel woydey
 Boy they, know they, tripping don't they
 So they, only, go they, own way
 Homie, what's up with your home made remedies
 Temporary solutions are futile and never set at ease
 Plus medically, He's, better please let Him breath
 Catch your second wind get set begin
 Check your steez, before and after Christ
 You go from looking forward to a morbid afterlife
 To a gorgeous sacrifice, all that for half the price
 Nah it's free
 It only costs faith and even that's a gift so please believe
 [Chorus]
 Mic check 1-2, 1-2
 Psych check 1-2, 1-2
 [Verse Two]
 Don't take Him for granted, granted
 He is harder than granite, the grandest
 A grand if you can find His grandkids
 He has none, He only has sons and daughters
 Not mom, not grand mom, no one that we know of can know Him for us
 Whoa! how you just gonna come from the chorus like that
 And jump right into all this granted-granite type rap?
 What ever happen to a smooth transition?
 Alright let me slow it down so you can listen
 The man who's falling thinks he's flying, gravity defying
 Gradually he's dying, it's sad to see he's lying to his senses
 Since he censes pleasure he consents his
 Perception's distorted by a few things
 His sin, Satan, and how society's moving
 Now he can drown and go down with the ship
 Or jump and swim in Him who is found in the Script
 You might've heard of Christ the life preserver
 Came for the nice guys and the type that likes to murder
 Tonight's the night for mergers, in this life you might hurt up
 But in Christ you can rest at night just like a Serta
 [Chorus]
 [Verse Three]
 If God aint moving, the earth is boring
 That's probably why the radio heard me snoring
 Four in the morning
 Head fell on the horn and I woke up yawning
 Like what's going on and
 Same goes for the video shows catch me dozing
 With the videos don't show Him
 I blow in to the room like mist
 I just wanna see what's got you throwing your fist
 If it's truth then keep them hands pumping high
 Like that cause that's sweeter than pumpkin pie
 But if you're high on a lie man I can't say nothing
 I'm looking at the Lord like man why they frontin?
 Maybe they don't know that it's on like that
 But teach cats not to sleep like insomniacs
 They try to pass us the weed and the Cognac
 We stop 'em dead in there tracks like whoa!
 Kind of slow your roll
 Like traveling over cobblestones carrying a Conestoga coach
 I'm wielding the sword of the King
 kind of like the thing Aragon was born to swing during The Lord of the Rings
 [Chorus]