Текст песни
COME ON
WHOA WHOA
WHOA WHOA
God's not dead he's riding with me Oh
God's not dead he's here for the
For the people our equals
Tryna be free
You and me though we're here though
We're Gucci for sho
I see a ladder I climb em
A beemer? I buy em
Mindin' my business but the blessing ain't mine yuh
Praises to the one who set the shackles free
Started as a sinner but that couldn't be me
Had some true convictions had me fall to my knees but
our God's not dead he's riding with me
WHOA!
From the back row out the window
Push the pedal to the floor and make the wind blow
In the sunshine in the shadows God's not dead he's riding with me Oh
I put the seat back try and relax
Throw the map out man I don't need that
He's got my route set you ain't heard yet?
God's not dead he's riding with me Oh
Pedal to the metal I'm a rebel in the city Heartbeat drum like a bassline gritty
Never solo got a rider along with me Rearview is dark but the lights so pretty
They said that all hope is gone We rise quick like the dawn
Just music to sing along
keeping you headstrong
This is your triumph song
The fight goes on and on cause God's not dead he's riding with me Oh
You can be fast & furious but we're gone in sixty
or a blink of an eye no lie stay wit me
Road gets loud but my soul still listen
Hope in my veins that's a built-in mission
I was born to be wild but daddy took the Tbird
I made with style but know I want to be heard
Got the sun roof open hit the road so free
God's not dead he's riding with me Oh