Fruit Inspection

Yo it's so strange how so many folks claim/
 They're born again when their lives are showing no change/
 Listen while I'm spitting/
 If you go about your sinning without conviction/
 you should doubt your christian/
 The devil tricks people that they're saved/
 When they're sleepin in their grave still to evil they're a slave
 So examine yourself/
 Are you in the Faith or are you just a slave to sin's glamour and wealth/
 'Cause you seek finer things and seem fond of sin/
 But please read 1 John 3: 9, 10/
 'Cause it's a warning dog-It shows if you're a fraud/
 And that this is impossible if you've been born of God/
 To live habitually sinful/
 At least hear it from Christ if you don't wanna listen to Brindle/
 Please understand this-Jesus demands it/
 Those who really love him will keep his commandments.
 Killing Sin is not a prescription of how to be forgiven/
 It's a description of the Christian who is forgiven
 By trusting in the risen Christ who took our wrath and affliction/
 Killing Sin is not a prescription of how to be forgiven/
 But it's a description of the Christian who is forgiven/
 And the Spirit now convicts them to put off and kill their sick sin
 I'm a make this as basic as can be/
 They say a saved saint is like a tree/
 Since their faith is in Christ, their root's in the soil/
 So they're saved for life and their fruit isn't spoil/
 So it makes since that if the root is alive/
 The dead branches fall off but their fruits gonna thrive/
 But if there's no evidence of a changed life/
 Sin's a claimed price so you're still dead in sin/
 So, Jesus is Lord your lips confess/
 But Killing Sin is that confession's lithmus test/
 If perhaps the truth is that you're lacking proof/
 With absent fruit, the axe is at the root/
 So, let's be specific/
 You say, "But God knows my heart." Yeah, He knows that it's desperately wicked/
 So, you can repent and accept the truth dude/
 Or else when you meet Christ hear, "I never knew you."/
 So let's start from the top-Your heart is a rock/
 You must trust Christ's death for your charges to drop/
 No repent pretenders and present your members/
 To Him who does contenders like fender benders/
 I aint saying that I'm flawless from sin/
 I'm saying when I fall I go to the cross and repent/
 And just �cause we believe in eternal security/
 Don't mean we're not concerned with personal purity/
 'Cause those who've been elected, chosen and predestined/
 Won't rest till the day our souls have been perfected/
 So we'll work out our salvation with fear and trembling/
 But give God the glory knowing it's His spirit's rendering.