Star Struck Songtext
von Da’ T.R.U.T.H.

Hey truth
This generation is so unimpressed with Jesus Christ, men
I think we ought to take a minute to just elevate him
Let′s just brag on him real quick
Here we go

Big J, big E, big S capital
Big U, big S, big C capital
H-R-I-S-T are capitals
That figures when you're talking about a king that′s apropos
Yea, I never tried to use rap to catapult myself up to the forefront
Never did it for capital
I ain't even gonna front
Of course I've been grappling on who should get shine
Jesus Christ or I?
But I′m just an average Joe


Jesus Christ is God
Rise above the status quo weeding out the crowd
Go put on my hat and coat, it′s freezing outside
In this cold (cold) world
Competing for God's child
Thats why

See that′s why we need the Lord, men
They get all these things competing for our time, our attention, our affection
Christ should be premier above all things
Lets talk about him some more

Big J, big E, big S period
Big U, big S, big C period
H-R-I-S-T man period
I know I'm name dropping but Christ is superior
To all stars no flaws, no faults, no wrongs, no courts
Christ is alive
And if I wasn′t a disciple and I wasn't in the Bible
A certain rapper would probably be my idol of course
I would be off course

Big chains, big things, big dreams
Extremely divided like split screens
Between esteeming the Christ; as king
Am I a portion or pushing Him out to get things
That′s why


You know I ain't done yet right
Had to bring a little help with me
Pastor Robin Faith, Ambassador
Yeah, let me get this with you

Big J, Big E, Big S in stereo
Big U, big S, big C in stereo
H-R-I-S-T man in stereo
You lose when you choose that which is inferior
Imperial King on the throne
Either love Him or leave Him alone
But you can't do both, it′s either or
The lamb or the lion that roars
Son of Man or the rider on the horse
Much more than a product in a store

Choose ye this day or see the hand that is writing on the wall
No, He′s not common at all
All eyes on Him
Hold your jewels, we gotta priceless gem
Who else can pay the price for sin
Nobody, and build a whole body
Like a private gym
Nobody, nobody but Him
He's Superman but godly, embodied in Clark Kent
Yeah, He came to save the day

Why would you trade Him to play
In a crooked world that is fading away?
Candy paint and wood grain decay, ok?
But Christ will never leave, Man, He came to stay
So never mind ballin′, He balls greater
No better time to call Him, He's far greater
The planet and the stars, that′s His wallpaper
The Father's open book, Man
No false data, let′s read