Da T.R.U.T.H. - On Duty lyrics
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[Chorus] We (are) on duty- we (are) on them same old blocks Different but look the same like plain clothes cops On duty- yeah, we (are) some plain old pots But you can find a treasure in us where the rainbow stops [Verse One] We thank God for the faith of the elders That came up in the time of Martin Luther the King and the great Elvis They ain't shelf us- held us up on their shoulders Told us how to live godly- so all the people that trail us Can truly testify that before God rested our eyes We invested our lives- so for the rest our lives It's gonna look like we (are) dressed in disguise But the treasure's inside And it's a pot of gold Most of our peers think that God is old- just the man upstairs Partly because we keep our God on the low So they can't see how our God is involved in our human affairs Yeah- yeah but since we're the saints We gotta be mindful of the picture we paint So every picture they take They get snapshots of Holy Spirit filled Christians that got victory Ain't [Chorus] [Verse Two] We thank God for the faith of the older Saints that have showed us the ropes Holding us close to shape and mold us They ain't despise, refined us looking for ways to remind us Of the mind of God- so now when we look behind us It's an army of saints Young dudes broadcasting their faith I'm forecasting by faith Cause I'd like to see more of the people of God Like the Latter Day Saints Black tie, trench coat and a tag with their names Or, the JWs, at the door before the Saturday games Listen- you can't miss em- you know 'em Probably diss em- you blow 'em off in a second They show us up with a presence that's public They ain't impressed with the public And I ain't trying to give them more credit than what they deserve But, even if what they believe is wrong They got a faith that you can reach with your arm We're being called [Chorus] [Bridge] We (are) on duty- which simply means to be on call To be alert, to be watchful, to be on guard We (are) on duty- that's why we walk through the mall With our spiritual sensitivities up to par We (are) on duty- from the block to the walls Of the barbershop where the talk is not godly at all We (are) on duty- it's not Christian at all So we duck every time the wicked try to pitch us the ball They can't catch us involved- cause you know you're a shade From the pencil in the picture that's drawn Of His character, if you care about the picture at all With each photo, we show the world depictions of God In every context they find us- catch us involved Being normal, being cordial- stitching the raw Materials of faith and our culture when Christians resolve That spreading the fame of Christ is our mission of course [Chorus]
