Aesthetic / Beautiful Rise Prelude

[Bridge: Christon Gray] So amazing, it's the real thing Your mercy, sweet as the sunshine [Hook: Swoope] So real, so bonafide So beautiful, pure, and so divine So authentic, so alive Feel oh so right, when I close my eyes And think about how You were supposed to kill Your enemy which was me but You chose to chill Sent Your Son Jesus Christ to close the deal This is what real life's supposed to feel, like Ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah This is what real life's supposed to feel, like [Verse 1: Swoope] Take a breath of that freshness Grace, exhale, inhale Nothing less than that fresh gift Saved, I should've been in hell In jail, in grave But I've been sealed with the Spirit, engraved Grace running through me but it ain't in vein I'm feeling like I'm insane in the membrane Crazy grace, covered Gravy grace, smothered It's no other, that's full of rain like a gutter That died and suffered, and feel the pain and still comforts The stars of the autumn, that's the hearts of the fallen Yeah our hearts was the problem But Your cross was the answer like Iverson ballin' The Lord chose us, the Lord shows us His love With Christ facing our fate and taking our place like foreclosures It's gotta be love, the Lord showed up With that balcony love to watch over us I needed You to save myself, it was urgent Cuz see I couldn't save myself, like a virgin But now my past is past like Earvin Magic, Merlin, Your grace is classic, Gershwin [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 2: Swoope] This one goes out to my homie Do Dirt Got that news 'bout that wreck, I was too hurt My prayer wasn't thankful that it wasn't me But grateful for grace that your fate wasn't Sully G's Homie hopped in the whip seat With the liquor in his kidneys, feeling kinda tipsy Got his face banged on the wheel So much blood that he thought he got banged by the steel Car wrapped around the pole But the Lord had His arms wrapped around his soul (I wake up to see Your love, like everyday's a Sunday) This one goes out to my mother Hated to see you like that even though I love ya Felt like you hit a hammer to my chest When you told me it was cancer in your breast But you took it like a G though Doctor's constantly taking your blood like mosquito, for chemo Pill after pill, no placebo Pain from 1 to 10 was a 3-0 Hair short as DeVito, and ego, bald I'll show you what grace'll do The Lord gave you just enough strength to make it through We outchea though your head ain't got the latest do Without hair, girl, cancer couldn't phase you (I wake up to see Your love, like everyday's a Sunday) (I wake up to see Your love, like everyday's a Sunday) This one goes out, to my wife and child Just one cuz at the time 'phia wasn't 'round For the Lord's grace, the night we was duckin' down Duckin' rounds, from that busted sound Ra, ra, bullets from a 22 Cuz some youngin' pulled his gun to shoot We got one in the house, two through the window pane But three in one was in the house we ain't feel no pain [Bridge] [Hook]