Full Court Mess Songtext
von PRo

I-I-I-I-I′m a full court mess if the Lord don't use me
′Cause I'm a full court mess if the Lord don't use me,
I′m a full court mess if the Lord don′t use me
Running from my trials, thinking everything's groovy
I′m a full court mess if the Lord don't use me
Running from my trials, thinking everything′s groovy

Y'all see the way that I am now
Love out for the king, Imma stand now
Y′all don't know if it wasn't for the lamb now
Ain′t no telling what I would be minus his hand now


When I gang bang, when I slang ′caine
Riding with a chopper when I change lanes
When I chase fame, full of hate mayne
Tryna get a couple ohs in my bank mayne
What I face mayne, what I break mayne
If I fall, tell me would I ever get up
I don't even know why the Lord forgive us
Look at this chance at life that he give us
Now I′m rappin' for him when I do perform
And I take the storm, while I′m waitin' for him
If I break for him, love of the spirit is in me
I let it be great for him

So unashamed, I take hate for him
If that mean that I can′t even pay for him
You know I give everything for him
Some say that they down, but they ain't for him

I know there's nothing good inside me
My evil mind used to blind me
′Till the spirit came to unbind me
Now I′m like, use me or otherwise grind me

I'm a full court mess if the Lord don′t use me
Running from my trials, thinking everything's groovy
′Cause I'm a full court mess if the Lord don′t use me
Running from my trials, thinking everything's groovy
I'm a full court mess if the Lord don′t use me
Running from my trials, thinking everything′s groovy
I'm a full court mess if the Lord don′t use me
Use me, U-u-u-use me, full court mess


J-e-s-u-s that's all i gotta say to my final (breath)
K-B got OCD, I′m obsessing for Christ like something wrong with me/
"Me" and "I" cant breath/
Homie "I" gotta die so that I can breath/
Through the Christ In me
I proceed
Speaking about and preaching about the glory of the gospel/

Hold up A

With everything inside of me I gotta be anomaly
I gotta be really modeling what I'm saying audibly- grippen the microphone i gotta give it to them mightily
hold up A
Don′t nobody wanna hear somebody who aint living what the "spitting in the booth"(tongue roll)
Continually you know I gotta go and "put it in this dude"(tongue roll) oh my God to be used!
Plus I got disciples that making sure that I mean this/they like/
So what you got the crowd in all A's! Like the deans list/
We've been seasoned, sing for a single reason/
It′s in my genes(jeans) kid, I pen hymns(hems) like a seamstress/
Was living loosely, until the Lord pursued me/
Induced me, than He moved me to see- that gospel and it′s beauty/
(I could be) bleeding profusely but if He's in my viewing than He can use me up... truly- homie ima #FULLCOURTMESS

I′m a full court mess if the Lord don't use me
Running from my trials, thinking everything′s groovy
'Cause I′m a full court mess if the Lord don't use me
Running from my trials, thinking everything's groovy
I′m a full court mess if the Lord don′t use me
Running from my trials, thinking everything's groovy
I′m a full court mess if the Lord don't use me
Use me, U-u-u-use me, full court mess