CHECK IN (Tre-Mix)
You gotta check in. Don't wanna check out
She just walked in, you gotta check her out
So many got sin. So many got doubt.
What's it about Him? (He's what it's all about!)
I could rhyme about my pride
I could rhyme about my ride
The shoes ya put on, or the luxury inside
You should be checkin' for my God! He will reside
It's alright. You think you got time
If only you knew; time is NOT on your side
Put both hands up, like it's mid-night
10 + 2 not gin & juice, when you cruise or ride
Think your crew's alright, well your crew's gonna die
Y'all in the limelight until you see that bright light
Then y'all repent, for each and every lie
But what can you give when death asks for your life
Wuatchya gonna call your wife. Is she your lifeline?
Here's a million dollar question, if you didn't see the sign
What will you choose; if it's life or death
How will you breathe if it's God that gives breath?
You gotta give your best. Live your life blessed
What you buy will all rot. Give like your stressed
Give it all up. Sell it all away
Gotta give to get, give your life today
Put it on the line like your sig when you sign
It's a good day to die is more than a tag line
Not a punchline it's crunch time; that's a lesson
Are you ready for rehab? It's time to check in!
