(VERSE 1)
We on the grind and we aint goin' stop/
Truth said, "We on Duty" like them plain clothes cops/
Reignited in us fire, much flame, so hot/
We was lame, dumb, slaves, we was plain robots/
Ever since we been cleaned, not a stain, no spot/
No blame, much gain, He remains on top/
We surrendered our plans, our games, our plots/
When His Spirit came down like some rain on crops/
So times we get drained and your man straight flops/
Our mission is hard to swallow like ya man drank scotch/
Its strange i'm feeling strained like my veins goin' pop/
But my brother said "your work is not in vain dont stop"/
So I fall to my knees and I start praying/
I labor over the scriptures just to see what God is saying/
I'm reminded of the mission that he is giving can't stray off/ Gotta work for Him no time to take a day off/
(HOOK) 2x
Gotta work (All Day)
Gotta labor (All Day)
We gotta get out in the field for the Savior (All Day)
So get busy (Ok)
Gotta grind (Ok)
No slacking we aint got no time (Yes Sir)
(VERSE 2)
You look around you can see why we grieve
everywhere that we look everyone is deceived
every block, every corner, man i really see needs
and i'm looking at the church and i dont really see deeds

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