Pick It Up - Andy Mineo, Beleaf of the Breax

Yo, even if it means carrying an anvil up a steep hill

During an avalanche, I wanna walk inside His will

These habitats and conditions is giving me the chills

This is not a thrill, and it doesn’t feel like a walk in the park

It kinda seems like I’m walking in the dark, lantern in my heart

These thorns and these thistles, are picking me apart

And cameras keep flashing, they depicting it as art-ful

I’m on my knees right, stains on my jeans

Filthy from head to toe, I finally get to see light

Still in the batter’s box after three strikes

Walking like Rev Run, steppin' in my three stripes

Walking this way and that way, I found the narrow path

It’s like a tightrope He’s gonna catch me, if I fall

Guess we all need a challenge

To battle through this race in the Cross that we balance

In that execution, jury on your chest

Pick it up, and if you would look to it

Your soul will find some rest, pick it up

Oh, pick it up

Pick it up

Question, how would your face look if Jesus were to

Scroll through a page of your Facebook?

Better one, would He be a bit confused

If He seen His name written in your religious views

Feeling conviction, they ticked like

«Didn't you know He’s love?

«Yeah you right but when He come back He the judge

Lamb to the Lion, He’s ruling the nations

Packing a rod of iron, making a fool of Satan

Tattoo on His thigh, King of kings, Lord of lords

That’s the name that’s inscribed

White horse as a ride, got flames in His eyes I’m not playin'

His fury is crushing enemies like grapes into wine

Ain’t nobody know the day or the time

So I pray that you make up your mind, deny yourself and take up the pine

Live the Cross, it ain’t a chain or design, cause sin is wack

Don’t wear one on your chest if you don’t bear one on your back, fam

In that execution, jury on your chest

Pick it up, and if you would look to it

Your soul will find some rest, pick it up

Oh, pick it up

Pick it up

He want us sold out, searching our hearts

Even believers got sin that they keep in the dark

You know that one thing God ain’t pleased with

He told you give it up, you wanna keep it

You got a million excuses, a billion reasons

But at the end of the day you still ain’t at peace yet

Well let me let you in on a secret

We can’t go deeper in our relationship till we leave it

Decease it, put it to sleep like a Posturepedic

'Cause sin is a fatal disease and only Jesus can treat it

In light of the fact that He freed us

By His blood, cleaned us, washed and redeemed us

Uh, that’s reason to make us rotate from our old ways

Desire to please and obey, tell the Lord okay

When the road may seem kinda lonely, my life Your way

Yeah