Everyday Process Grace Lyrics

Verse 1a: IZ-REAL
If it wasn�t for your grace no doubt I�d be hopeless/
A schizophrenic living life homeless/
Paranoid thoughts every moment/
In the trash with a can of OE hungry looking for doughnuts/
I�d probably be depressed trying to mask it/
On average drinking away my problems �til the liver can�t manage/
News reports states and it�s tragic/
At twenty-six commits suicide by suffocating in plastic/
Man I�m quite sure I�d be locked up/
A victim of the game mom ashamed to explain my illegal conduct/
Or matched up in the D.A.�s after line ups/
On my death bed doctors report time�s up/
I could be hustling crack/
Known in the trap as the dope boy twisting your cap/
Or I might across the map promoting sin as I act/
Your kid�s idol preaching death through my raps�

Verse 1b: Mac the Doulos
I could have been a slave to my own l___/
Hooked on drugs, sweeping it under the rug-unwilling to own up/
Or maybe a pedophile/
A s_____ic misfit who gets kicks out of trying to s__ a child/
I�d be who the devil�s using. Believing evolution/
Screaming revolution for no apparent reason/
Maybe an irresponsible parent even/
Or a fool gripping a tool instead of finishing school/
My story could have come/
To me living a criminal lifestyle slapped with a mandatory minimum/
My friends would have come/
To my funeral �cause I tried to be tough in a gun fight and didn�t run/
Instead of doing these gigs, I might be doing a bid/
From corner biz thinking I was doing it big/
I�m thankful he hunted me down/
A lost dude who ain�t wanna be down is now a son who is found.

Hook:
I should have woke up in my grave/
With no escape from God�s wrath gotta deal with His rage/
A sin slave hell�s fate for the human race/
But Christ saves through faith. What amazing grace!
(repeat)

Verse 2a: IZ-REAL
No grace scratch love and compassion/
I�d no I be snapping heart cold like the winters in aspen/
Grudges in my heart from the past tense/
Living in unforgiveness trying to deal with pain daily through Aspirin/
I�d probably be struggling bad the next dead beat dad/
With hidden bags of photographs from p___o ads/
Never seeking help for the habit like I�m far from a addict/
In denial lies killing my marriage/
Could be confused since the first step unstable like waves get/
Deceived blind chasing the same s__/
Never introduced to the faith yet but flying a main jet/
With no clue of my after life and the plane wrecks/
Might steal from your mother beef with your brother/
Or pops I�d be the creep you hate too creep with your daughter/
I might be clowning Christians down with Islam/
Helpless like drowning victims.

Verse 2b: Mac the Doulos
Minus God, I�d be somewhere on broad in a brawl over some broad/
Following that road that�s broad/
Instead of this road that�s narrow/
In the path of god�s wrath pulled back like a bow and arrow/
Could have been slipped a bad bag loosing my mind state/
Or breaking into your pad boosting the crime rate/
Could have been showing up in court/
For turning someone you know into a corpse, still showing no remorse/
Could have been binge drinking and vomiting/
Over a toilet then drinking a Heineken again/
�Cause of sin in my genes, I�d be chasing cinnamon queens/
Trying to get in they�re jeans if Jesus ain�t intervene/
No beats on the MPC/
Or emceeing with CM until the lungs is empty see/
I�d be a heretic minus a savior/
If not for God�s unmerited kindness and favor.

Hook:

Chant:
He sought us. He bought us.
He raised us from the grave plus
He changed us�rearranged us
Amazing grace has saved us
He�s seeking you. He�s seeking to
Raise you from the grave too
He can change you�rearrange you
His amazing grace can save you