Scent Songtext
von Da’ T.R.U.T.H.

Yeah, this is for all my soldiers
Female and male alike
Making noise on the block
Making noise in the mall for His Name sake
If you on the frontline for Jesus
Do me a favor and get your fist in the air
Oh, let′s get it!

We worship a God who's personally involved
We′re personally in all, superfluously we talk about Him
Working His perfect purpose in me and all my boys
Worship He of whom the earth and sea revolves, oh
We're so enamored, His goodness has got us ramming
His bushes has got his ram in them
He's checking our motives, pushes us to examine them
Sin had us locked doing push-ups in the slammer and man
I′m not stammering


I thank the Lord Jesus Christ for standing in the gap
Handling the sin dilemma that man is in
′Cause man is spiritually poor, like pan handling
But could become rich through Christ the slain lamb for sin
(Check yo!) God's people are situated the Father′s propitiated
Since Jesus initiated and choose us to be wonderful
Sons now we anticipate Him
Like waiting for the summer to come, let's get it

God′s people get it, get it
Stand up get it, get it
Hands up get it, get it
Man up get it, get it
God's people all over the building, just get it, get it
Overcomers get it, get it
Conquerors get it, get it

If you′ve been freed from sin then get it, get it
If you know you've been sent then get it, get it
If you're carrying the scent then get it, get it
God′s people get it, get it
Everybody, get it, get it


Jesus baby, oh
Preeminent, died on the cross for people that got sin in them
Jesus and God are the same like synonyms
He saves people from sin, and then He′s sending them out
First on the block we're suppose to go local
Then to the uttermost part, we′re suppose to go global
When it comes to Jesus, baby, we're promotional moguls
Promoting the gift that′s free like sprints mobile to mobile oh

We ain't ashamed, our preaching is not in vain
Though I know that it would be if somebody found His remains
But they never will, that′s impossible
Like trying to heat things up with a popsicle
We follow the model of Apostle Paul
Praying that heathens would heed to the prophets call
'Cause we're saying be reconciled, come make amends
To fornicators, adulterers, chiefs′ thieves, pedophiles

Knees better bow, we were slaves to our sin
′Til God sent us the truth and He let us out
We're no longer under the bondage of sin
No longer under the power of sin
We ain′t slaves no more 'cause we got new power within
We don′t feel the need to follow the trend since He exchanged and bore
Our guilt we ain't waging war
Come and be a new creation born from above, while

God′s people get it, get it
Stand up get it, get it
Hands up get it, get it
Man up get it, get it
God's people all over the building, just get it, get it
Overcomers get it, get it
Conquerors get it, get it

If you've been freed from sin then get it, get it
If you know you′ve been sent then get it, get it
If you′re carrying the scent then get it, get it
God's people get it, get it
Everybody, get it, get it

Ride with me (oh, get it, uh, ride with me, ride with me)
Put your hands to the sky with me (c′mon, put your hands up)
Everybody come alive with me (put your hands up, woo!)
Fix your eyes on God with me (oh, fix your eyes on Jesus, baby)
Ride with me (come ride with me, come ride with me)
Put your hands to the sky with me (get those hand up in the air, get 'em up in the air)
Everybody come alive with me (come alive, come alive, yeah)
Fix your eyes on God with me (fix your eyes on Jesus)