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Heels, we're diggin' them out\nGrab your cross, plus hold it down\nStand strong young soldier, hold your ground\nStickin' Christian flag poles in the ground\nRep what you believe and soon you'll receive your golden crown\n\nIt goes like this\nthere's not a single soul righteous\nA plague's struck us like a boxing pro's tight fist\nHearts are cold like ice is you know what the price is\nSeparation like a\ndivorced husband and wife is\nLife is a climb up the hill like Lauren and Cypress\nMan without Christ is like keyboards without a typist\nGod's gripe is with sin and we who seem to like it\nInstead of snipe it\nWe'll call Williams so he can hype it\nBut if you saw\nthe measuring rod that God was holdin', you'd know you fall\nshorter than Webster and Gary Coleman\nThe whole man---mind, body, and soul---sin's controlin'\nIt's like you're · programmed and need cleansing like a colon\nHit the dugout, 'cause ever since we told God to butt out\nwe've been · scoreless like a wack team that's being shut out\nWe cut out God like a coupon\nwon't trust Him like we won't two cons\nSo days are gray like Poupon\nFull of pain like a toe with two corns with small shoes on\nNot the same like Star Wars before Luke's born\nGod can see the cu' form\nWho's side are you on? 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