Full Court Mess - Pro, KB

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, I’mma 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

Even 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

HOOK

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, Me» and «I» can’t 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 ain’t 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 kid, I pen hymns like a seamstress

Was living loosely, until the Lord pursued me

Induced me, then 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

HOOK