Houston We Have A Problem

We done came up in the game to rep the name, that's the norm,

Not ya big body

Lac, fat paper sacks, or your charm

Not your lady-like diva you use to keep you warm

And not the fat happy sack of doja to keep you calm

While you big daddy grilling 'em,

Sprewell spinning 'em,

Cadillac killing 'em, the

Lord ain't felling 'em

See He's the

King and your rocks ain't work a thing

Yet you rock the bling, but you ain't gon' mock the

King Cause the rocks would sing before

He let you block

His thing,

Man just watch the scene because the

Rock He is the

King And He throwed,

But you busy worshiping chrome, thick yella bones in the zone

Trying to live life on your own

And the Lord's chilling watching man trust himself while we all sinning,

We front like we don't need

His help But we all missing the fact that trusting in yourself

While you called

Christian is still sin in itself [Hook:]

Houston we have a problem, we have a problem,

Houston we have a problem, we have a problem [Verse 2:]

Now you know that you should leave the streets,

Puffing sweets, chasing cash from week to week,

But you won't because you fiend to see your dreams

Owning a house at that place where you can see the beach

And easily get them girls that you can see that leave the beach

So she can be your stand for one night in between the sheets

And then you leave, hop inside your '

Lac so you can peep the scene

You keep it clean gripping on the grain as you sip the lean,

Swanging mean, sinning like a pimp?

Brush your shoulders off

You can live like a boss, you can floss like a boss,

Pay the cost to rep the

North, rock a cross and still be lost

Cause without the savior no neighbor no paper, no

Jacob no make-up

Could make up the break up, but make us forsake the

Creator That's why we need a

Savior that's why

I'm hollering out

Jesus, Drowning in our sin and we need

Him to come retrieve us

Believe us, it's time you stopped trusting in yourself,

Plus your wealth, lay aside every weight before you crush yourself [Hook:]

Houston we have a problem, we have a problem,

Houston we have a problem, we have a problem [Verse 3:]

So meet the thesis for my reading the bottom line is you need

Him, Plus we're weak and we feening by nature to keep on leaving,

Chasing beauty that's fleeting forsaking how we are breathing

Replacing

Jesus with bondage, like boppers, dollars, and pieces

He died to bring us all freedom and rose so we could all meet

Him, I know you heard this on

Easter, but feast your eyes on the reason

God would crucify

His seeding when we ain't nothing but heathens,

Love made

Him cling to a tree when we deserved to be beaten

All that so we ain't gotta trust ourself, trust our health, trust our wealth,

It don't even make no sense cause it's gon' rust and melt

Is it the grain, is it the gal, is it the grill?

Or is it Christ who paid the price so you could live

Or would you rather burn up in

Hell for a mill?

I doubt it, you missing that

Christians are only

Christians in

Him Although we live forever right now we living better,

Cause if you ain't living by grace you'll die by the letter