But You Ain't Got No Legs, Lieutenant Dan

[Intro] Let's go (Let me tie up my shoe lace) (But you ain't got no legs, lieutenant Dan) Thank you for tuning in Ay What if loving was up to us Wait, isn't loving up to us Well if love was up to us Then our love would be up [Verse 1] It was very necessary Atonement was substitutionary And now we spittin' the truth in every Monastery The Eagle came to the aviary Praying over these rats like Tom and Jerry Preaching to the Pharisees Speaking to 'em verily Died like Heavy D Rise like "Where is He?" Eyes on the prize In the hills like Beverly Disguise the lies with these pills Call it therapy He said, "Will you marry Me?" I said, "You scaring me Plus, I give to charity I am the pedigree I am a felony? Sin is repellin' we? What is you telling me?" It's real like Tel-Aviv All of the parts of our hearts was in ebony Chasing that Kelly green That was the hell in me It's gonna bury me Enemy to Elohim Cursed to a hearse Pallbearers better carry me [Hook] (Gone) What if love was up to us? (Phone) Isn't loving up to us? (Home) But if love was up to us... (Gone) Then our loving would by up (I'm Gone) What if love was up to us... (Phone, phone home) Then our loving would be up (Gone, g-g-g-gone, gone) [Verse 2] Can a dead body hear? Not apparently Definitely after multiple days It's guaranteed Did Lazarus choose the air When He let it breathe When Christ said come forth Like the letter D? Doctrinal differences Is stopping these Christians From dropping religion It's blocking their vision They're locked in a prison And I ain't talking 'bout essentials Stop in and listen Talking 'bout these issues Secondary to fishing Like tattoos And black suits And rap dudes Hats, shoes Women wearing pants Can'ts and fast food They transformed the Gospel to bad news Egotistical legalist mystical ritual Mixed with some bad views Love God with all your heart Love your neighbour Where it starts It don't really matter whether it's ministry Or it's art Life is a ministry! Whether you write down a simile Or you like the clown industry The problem is sin And following men Not havin' a Benz Unless you can't give it away Then it is Is anybody listenin' to the kids? We claim to seek the Kingdom Well I think they know where it Is [Hook] [Bridge] (Gone, g-g-g-gone, gone) What if love was up to us? Then our loving would by up What if love was up to us... Then our loving would be up [Verse 3] That works-based chase Camouflaged as faith Is only out of sheer fear A mirage of hate An homage to Sat- Ans façade of great But that don't mean either That you take advantage of Grace Get back to the first Love folks And if Christ ain't the head Then your sanity is a joke Get back to the first Love folks And if Christ ain't the head Your Christianity is a cult