Now Who’S The Man? (Feat. Phanatik)

Ten years and still the Man
Who the Man? Jesus Christ
Let's go

You probably heard them screaming "Worthy is the Lamb"
But I bet you you never heard that He certainly is the Man
The Church isn't the only turf that He commands
The Earth is His and sits in the circumference of His hand
It'd be absurd to use these words about a man
But if He's more than just a man, then it's worship that He demands
And if it's worship He demands and He's worth it
Then we should probably hand it over
But no one deserves worship unless He's perfect

So what am I saying about this Person?
If He's perfect, this Person deserves more than just my verses
He deserves my lifestyle to change, my slang without the curses
So that's how I'ma bang with Him, now watch my faithful service
From a heart that'll boost Him up the charts and rank Him first
'Cause this world will leave Him last and they'll laugh and they won't alert us
To the fact that a life without Him on top will only hurt us
And leave our families following in lines behind Him and curses

Let me let you know why I'm with Him (yeah)
'Cause there ain't nobody higher than Him (not me)
There ain't nobody flyer than Him (no way)
That's why I'm ridin' with Him (who's the Man?)
Let me know why you with Him
Is there anybody higher than Him? (Nah)
Is there anybody flyer than Him? (Ugh, ugh)
That's why I'm ridin' with Him

I've seen cats with hard hearts tryin' to spit that raw
Fist balled, clique packed in a riff-raff song
Playin', instigatin' how they can get that soft
O.G.'s like, "I like how you did that, dog"
Beatin' your chest, showin' your six pack off
Steppin' on the strip, watchin' the other cliques back off
Quick to let that click clack, kick back hard
Breakin' these cats off like they was Kit Kat bars

But I ain't think your gat can spit that far
To hit the God who sits back in His big backyard
His doormat is where the big phat stars
Shine in the night sky, His crib's that large
When He flexes, He'll call all bets off
Hearts will melt and turn dish rag soft (true)
The same Man that had to lift that cross
Is God in the flesh (Jesus), that's why I'm with that, boy

Let me let you know why I'm with Him (yeah)
'Cause there ain't nobody higher than Him (not me)
There ain't nobody flyer than Him (no way)
That's why I'm ridin' with Him (who's the Man?)
Let me know why you with Him
Is there anybody higher than Him? (Nah)
Is there anybody flyer than Him? (Ugh, ugh)
That's why I'm ridin' with Him

We come predisposed to being close to God
Coast to coast, we are foes, got a phobia
Of the Most High, He is Holy, our souls are not
And we refuse to live with Him and so we die
But Jesus is not, so, no, He's not
He's the only begotten of the only God

Had life before birth, He just borrowed the womb
Plus life after the hearse, He only borrowed the tomb
They say death comes in threes
But the Son was done with death in three days when He raised up and won with ease
Death had Him pinned like, one, two, three
But on the third, He flipped it and left death screaming, "Uncle Please"

This is God incognito, low key, steelo wrapped inside underneath
And still runnin' things, instead of runnin' with Him
They rather run with these G's who run the streets
That's funny like seeing kids playin', sayin' who they wanna be
And the one that they wanna be is a wannabe (haha)
(What you mean?) The highest man that you know is an underling to Jesus
(Dear Lord) all praise unto Thee (yeah)

Let me let you know why I'm with Him (yeah)
'Cause there ain't nobody higher than Him (not me)
There ain't nobody flyer than Him (no way)
That's why I'm ridin' with Him (who's the Man?)
Let me know why you with Him
Is there anybody higher than Him? (Nah)
Is there anybody flyer than Him? (Ugh, ugh)
That's why I'm ridin' with Him

Who's the Man?