Can You Imagine Jesus?
Written By: Josiah Martin
I’m determined to make it, Im determined to try

You aint never gonna catch me fake it, your boy would
rather die

Determination, that’s what keeps me going

Because I believe that my savior’s holy blood is still flowing

Your boy wont stop, cause that’s not possible

Like tryina cross a bridge that’s dropped,
it’s just not crossable

If the road to success is out, I aint taking a detour

Ima walk this road until my feet get sore

I can not fail that’s not gonna be my legacy

Im following the trail, that leads to my destiny

Im destined for success, yeah that’s where Im going

Because no matter what Im blessed, so Ima keep on flowing

Like glasses Ima make you see

Just like trash is, I was not clean

But Im washed in the blood, now he created me to be a saint

I was dirty like mud, with a internal smell so bad that you
would faint

But now Im fresh, and I aint talking about fashion

And I stay killing my flesh, I give myself a lashing

I cant preach prosperity, I preach Jesus Christ

He knew poverty, imagine him with ice

(“nah man that aint right”)

Imagine him with his chain hanging low

Imagine him putting dope up his nose

Imagine him pimping chicks

Imagine him claiming crips

Imagine him packing uzi’s

Imagine him hitting floozy’s

Imagine him on your block pushing weight

Imagine him with a glock in a violent state

Imagine him tripping over escalades

Imagine him getting blazed

Imagine him putting men six feet under the dirt

Imagine him putting in work

Imagine him using a cuss word

Nah, man, that’s absurd

Imagine him in a club grinding on a shorty

Imagine him in a liquor store, copping himself a forty

Imagine him macking to a girl

Imagine him not coming down and saving our world

Imagine him not dying on the cross

Imagine him not finding the lost

Imagine him too busy to answer our prayers

Imagine him saying, “you know what, I JUST DON’T
CARE!!!”

But thank God that’s not the case

Cause for the rest of my days

Ima give him praise

Cuase he never left me hanging, never left me dry

He never gave me pain and, he never made me cry

You know what else, for me and you he died

But better than that, MY GOD IS ALIVE!!!!!
Copyright (c)  Josiah Martin