LIFTiD's Verses

Plusses and minuses
Plusses and minuses
If it don't add I subtract it
I'm taking my losses and making em assets
I know who my highness is

Holy ground where we all stand
When we put the dark past in God's hands
I was an enemy of many and a friend of few
Dived in the Pool of Siloam
Renewed by the truth
That I'm forgiven by Lord giving it all up and it's awesome
Pulling me out of the pit that I was lost
Toxic type of life I might of lost it
All these plusses and minuses
So hot it's clearing my sinuses
I'm fired up tired of seeing the sorrow inside of the souls of my fellows so now I'm just yelling out
Plusses and minuses
Plusses and minuses
If it don't add I subtract it
I'm taking my losses and making em assets
I know who my highness is

Plusses and minuses
Plusses and minuses
If it don't add I subtract it
I'm taking my losses and making em assets
I know who my highness is
Who’s turning my wrong to the right it is
Walking through the valley of the shadow
And battles out of it
Out of the darkest part and I finally see the sun
No longer fear the reaper coming
Summoned by the highest one
I've become a tool for the ruler
Feel the love from above tell me do ya
Rob the grave to fill the cradle
I've been saved from my disgraceful ways
Now my days are not as painful
Taking time to pray
Escaping my mistakes alive and make a new day
Wasn't feeling the games that I played
So foul I was flagrant
Now I'm down the sacred
Rising out of the basement
And I'm flying high with these
Plusses and minuses
Plusses and minuses
If it don't add I subtract it
I'm taking my losses and making em assets
I know who my highness is

Ely's Verses

[Verse 1]

If there was a block in the cogs in my clock,
then would the clockmaker toss away all the parts?
If the stars in the sky were to shot to the ground,
Then would our God, lock us in the dark?
Is our brokenness really something to be ashamed of?
Lusting after the concept of limited perfection,
but fail to acknowledge the important key catalyst
of capturing the sunset in the dark, said by Atticus.
I can admit, I can confess, to all the stupid crap
I used to do on daily basis.
The conversations, I had with demons,
exorcisms, chain of addictions.
Right? It's all in the past...
The redemption and lesson, breathed by the cross.
Take away the negative, trade for the positive
Let the chemist educate, bout oxidizing agent.

[Verse 2]

Let me question, am I such a perfect human being,
to a point that I can prevent every single little pain?
Would I have really learned of what grace really means,
or really know the joy behind worshipping my King?
There so many judgment, castigations,
pointing fingers, spewing nonsense,
You can minister through your brokenness,
but you can't do anything in emptiness.
These aren't mistakes, these are my battle scars.
These are my stars, illuminating brightly in the dark.
You can quote passages but become helpless
You hypocrite, can't even face demons.
My God is greater than my addictions,
Greater than my broken past afflictions.
I came out of every battle as a mighty victor,
Cuz I'm a nocturnal creature in His presence.