War Cry

This is our war cry, we'll rise up
And this is our time to rise up, rise up, yeah

I thought by now I would get it
His love for me is unmeasured
Still feel like I could do better
Was paralyzed by depression
But heaven and earth came together
And You came to my rescue
I use my voice as a weapon
On earth like it's in heaven
Yeah, I never handle things too well
But I was made to fly, not to fail
I don't need man's approval
When God sent me to bring heaven
Down for the kids going through hell
Yeah, we gon' make it
I don't care what the world's been saying
It's time to step up, not cave in
The grace He gave us, amazing
A love that could conquer the hatred
But it's up to us
A new generation to show His love
From the ends of the earth to the day He comes

This is our war cry, we'll rise up
And this is our time to rise up, rise up, yeah
This is our war cry, we'll rise up
And this is our time to rise up, rise up, yeah

Okay, we turned the stage to an altar at the last show
Something about when you know you're being impactful
Using the tools I was given but being tactful
Went from the pit to raps inside of a mac full
With the power size of a Mack truck
I went through the hard times, no bad luck
Graduated cap, gown with the tassle
Now I make art like Basel
But I still keep it classic like a left eye rhyme
Big Poppa like the Bed Stuy guy
I got the dirt off my shoulders like Jay in his prime
I stood on my own two like the veterans taught
If I ever lay down, let it be for some rest
And whenever I'm recharged, let me be at my best
So whenever I'm pouring out all your love to the rest
Now you can go and tell them the rest

This is our war cry, we'll rise up
And this is our time to rise up, rise up, yeah
This is our war cry, we'll rise up
And this is our time to rise up, rise up, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
War cry
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
War cry

_{Writer(s): Fernando Miranda, John Thomas Roach, Tommee Profitt, Martin Santiago, David Franklin Sandborg}