Legacy – Da T.r.u.t.h. – letras

[Intro]This song is a tributeTo the families and loved ones of Cassie and RachelThe two young ladies that were martyredAt the incident at Columbine High School in 1999[Verse One]Who would have known that a couple of guys from ColumbineWould come from behind- put guns to the spineOf some innocent people- the teachers, the studentsThe feet of the teachers are screeching through roomsThe mood has been set by the fear of the villainsThe bombs and the threats are by Eric and DillonAmerica’s villains- generic you’re feelingIt is not- it is the plot for a pair that is chillingIn the glorious heavens, standing for Christ in a crisisI know that it’s rare what I’m feelingExcitement incited- declaring the Pilgrims’Faith and their fate I’ma share with my childrenCassie and Rachel, the past of the patronsThat passed through the ages in Africa, AsiaThe Master that saved you, the laughter, the hatredJesus predicted that the masses would hate you[Hook]So, don’t think it strange if a change might occurIf it does, are you ready and prepared for the curveAnd a turn for the worst- would you fight, would you fallWould you die for the Christ, that’s the price of the call[Verse Two]Frustrated by the snares and the toils, parents annoy youTruth of the matter is we’re arrogant, spoiledAmerica’s soil has soiled us, sort ofAnd pastors insist on declaring us royalAnd it’s true that we are but we take it too farTo the point where we break and we take down the barAnd forsake all the parts of The Faith that are hardTo embrace after all we’ve outsmarted the martyrsWe race up the charts- if you trace it to the startYou will find that the way to escape from the darkAnd your wake is to carve off the weight and the heartOf the truth, until everybody loves youJesus said woe to you old and new saintsThat hold a view that you can go through The FaithWith nobody loathing you, that’s a viewThat you only can hold when your home is the states[Hook][Verse Three]The bones that are picked are the bones that depictThat they combed through their homes with the stones and the sticksThe aromas- a stench- so they rose up against themAt home and at Rome- throwing stones at the ChristiansGot a hold of them- gripped them, kicked them, scarred themSaw them, sawed them- they were thrown in a pitWith the toads and the vermin- I’m rolling the clipsIt’s urgent the scourges- the groans from the licksThe anger, the stranglers, the hangers, the dangerFor all of the Christians that rolled in a cliqueEnded up in the teeth of the beast that would feastOn the saints that would preach- they were thrown over cliffsThis is not known to exist in the statesOr the place where the home is just blissThis song is intense- ’cause it’s truthAnd I’m trying to convince you that no one’s exemptYet no one’s equippedGot our phones on our clipsOur focus is both on our loans and our cribsOur fitness- our business has grown in a pinchWould you fight would you fallWould you ball up your fistWould you falter or march to your grave ’cause you’re savedAnd your life is in Christ and to die is to gainWould you die in His nameFor the rise of His fameDespising the shame’Cause you’re promised to reign