My Clothes My Hair

[Chorus]

So many people are hurt inside

Don't even know him even though they might have heard of God

Can He love me? Will He hear my prayer?

Or, think I'm ugly when He see's my clothes or sees my hair

I heard of a Savior heard He bled and died

We could give Him our sins and we could get his life

Yet I wonder for me if He will He even care

When He sees my clothes or when he sees my hair

[Verse One]

Let me get up in this verse right now

I'm thinking back to when we first got down

I only groped but when you searched I found

Snatched quick though you knew how I acted

That's what's sick, I was a pick that you drafted?

A backflip with a split couldn't be more backwards

In fact that's classic

I love to see your tactics

But I think back to when I'd shrink back on the real B

It's real deep; I really thought you could never feel me

Cause my shirts were double X when really I was a small

Double shirts for the effect when really it wasn't called for

Pants baggie- they sagged and dragged on the floor

But I was never that boy to show the back of his draws

But I did hang, kicked slang, me and my boys did

Rocked doo-rags till it put a crease in our foreheads

And on the surface others said we were worthless

But I'm glad you purposed to love us and you made us your purchase

[Chorus]

[Verse Two]

I was convinced of your power so I was down to comply with Your standard

Your God the Father- Creator- I was your product

But I noticed my focus it wasn't on You; my hope was you would

Meet me heaven but as for earth I'd roll with the hood

I really didn't want your heaven- just didn't want hell more

I really didn't want your presence- just didn't want hell more

I didn't know you were beautiful

You made advances but in fact I'd push you back like a cuticle

I was a bad date

But, now I know what it was you got lumped in with some people like a crab cake

They elevate their own; they celebrate

They make their own what's right

They say it's what you like

Everything else- they make it wrong

I'm glad you don't hate our music or fashion

Unless these things and how you intend us to use 'em are clashin'

Cause for us, this is just a part of the culture

But it's the reason why some think they shouldn't try to approach ya

[Bridge]

Man sees the outside

But God sees the inside

No matter your outside

Through faith He'll come inside (2x)

[Chorus]

[Verse Three]

I could weep

So many people never heard of the name

Yeah they heard the word "Jesus" but never heard of His fame

They feel cut off from Him

Not just cause of their sin

But because of their clothes, hair, or their color of skin

And they've been afloat- drowning in sin, we're in a boat

Yet they've never been approached

Cause we see them as different folks

God's offer's universal- yeah

He wants you in His circle- yeah

He wants you in the doo-rag

And He wants you in the purple hair

You can just take a cursory

Glance at the word and see

God made the plans of diversity

Is there one godly ethnic group

In the church should we all wear one polyester suit

Or maybe rock sandals and robes, no ham I suppose

When we meet maybe we should only eat salmon and loaves

Should we only like the organ or the violin

I'm inquirin', I admire men up in the choir and women

But one minute, why do some people assume that God's iPod

Got no tunes that got the "boom-bap"

He's with White, with Black, with Lat

With Asian with Rock, Country, Jazz, with Rap

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