Bonafide

Ey, look
Bonafide, I was God chosen indeed
Bonafide, but God chose me to lead, Uh
Bonafide, I'm as real as your self-esteem
And the confidence you exude must reflect in what you believe, Uh
Bonafide, and my faith is a Good and Meagan's acting
Bonafide, I was never afraid of taking chances
I rolled a dice and my luck was written in heaven
An Angel sent me a text through the spoken word of a Reverend
Then I prophesied, the day that prayed for my Yellow Ticket
I saw it happening, spoke it into existence
I'm out spoken and open about my feelings
Was cleansed in the blood of Christ
But that doesn't mean that I'm perfect
I was born aside Angels and demons I'm in-between
And I'm ripped like your daughter's jeans and I open split at the seam
And I cry a lot, coz I wear a lot of heart on my sleeve
And I'm only human it seems, if you cut me open I bleed

See I try, but I'm lost in a world and I ain't got nothing
Oh, but I know that I'm not perfect
And I'm lost, I'm tryin to find my way
With the weight of the world that's pressing on my back
As I drown in my pain
Oh, but I need you God, I need you in my life right now

Look, Bonafide without intension to deceive ya
I've never taken a drug but I'll take a pill in Ibiza
I've never gotten high, not on any paraphernalia
But I've lied a couple times coz I thought that it makes me realer
And I heard that lying about it, it makes me worse than a dealer
Coz if I sold you the gun, I might as well just be the killer
I talk to God even though sometimes he never reply
And I know better to never get high on my own supply
I'm an imperfect Christian
I pray more than I read the bible, and I fornicate
And I point out discrepancies in the bible
Like a rival that is challenging the faith of a holy tribesman
The spirit never lies and that is why I listen to Gospel
I never should have made It but I made it against the odds
And in 2009 I almost died, but I'm still alive
Thank God for that night I prayed when I saw his light in the cloud
And he told me it's not your time, and he sent back to the ground
I was given a second chance, so I promised to make an effort
But I went out of my way coz I'm human and I ain't perfect
A bonafide sinner, a bonafide serpent in a congregation of death
But I'm making my way to service

Uo-ooh, See I try, but I'm lost in a world and I ain't got nothing
Oh, I know that I'm not perfect, I'm lost and tryin' to find my way
With the weight of the world that's pressing on my back
As drown in my pain
Oh. But I need you God, I need you in my life right
Oh, see I tried, and I'm lost and I ain't got nothing
But I know that I'm not perfect, I'm lost and tryin' to find my way
With the weight-of the world on my shoulders, I drown in pain
And I need you God, I need you in my life right now, Oh

The bible says that faith is the substance of things hoped for
And the evidence of things not seen
So faith is the tangible form of the things
We cannot bear witness with the human eye
It is the evidence of belief
So if you have and you believe
You are richer in spirit than you will ever be
But only If you believe (Hmm)
And nah-nah, see you don't have to be perfect.
When Jesus rose on the third day
He unveiled himself to a few of his disciples
And a few of them didn't believe
He says unto Thomas on John 20, verse 29
Because you have seen me, you have believed
Oh, blessed are those who have not seen and yet the still believe
So we are the generation
We are the bless-ed ones
Faith is the substance of things hoped for
And the evidence of things not seen
So your faith is your evidence, that God is real
And that God is Good, (hmm) all the time.
Do you believe now??
Bonafide.

(Please don't judge me)
Won't you please don't judge me
(Please don't judge me)
Won't you please don't judge
(Please don't judge me)
Won't you please don't judge me
(Please don't judge me)
Won't you please don't judge