La música cristiana es de origen judío: la liturgia musical de la sinagoga, en particular el canto psalmódico de los judíos como unidad poética musical, fue un legado preciado transmitido del Israel antiguo al cristianismo primitivo, como forma de manifestar tanto a nivel personal como comunitario las creencias religiosas y la fe en Dios.
No givin' up, givin' up, givin' up
Yeah, man down, man down, man down
Get em' up, get em' up, get em' up
Oh, yeah, who got the juice?
Pick a stone and pick a head, pick a stone
And pick a head
(Yeah, yeah)
Turn your monster to your bread
Gotta leave em' all for dead
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
My giants in front of me, mocking me
Telling me, what they gon' do? And what I'm gon' be
But see, everyone turned and ran, but I stayed and I fight for you
I won't be defeated got God on my side
And there's nothing that I would not do
Even if takes all night
I know I'm gon' be alright
I know it's a perfect time
But I can't do it on my own
So I got my rocks ready, rocks ready
Hands steady
Slingshot ready, slingshot ready
No givin' up, givin' up, givin' up
Yeah, man down, man down, man down
Get em' up, get em' up, get em' up
Oh, yeah, who got the juice?
Pick a stone and pick a head, pick a stone and pick a head
(Yeah, yeah)
Turn your monster to your bread
Gotta leave em' all for dead
(Yeah, yeah)
And I ain't been a king long
Crown so high up, gotta climb up the side of the buildin' for it like
King kong
Back to back hits like it's ping pong
Got em' lookin at me all funny, 'cuz they expect me to sing songs
Take a mile like it's an inch long
I got it 'cuz he gave it, ain't a reason to get lost
Close my eyes, hittin' the ring toss and I've never been defeated
When I'm walking with God and my sling on
Devil try to keep me down give em that (woo)
Acting like I wasn't born to give em that bruce
Ima wap-wap, kill em, then I give em that deuce, like q, now the
Brother got juice
Easy to lie, yeah
Easy to cry, yeah
Easy to pull up and hit it and slide yeah
These giants of mine, yeah (yeah yeah)
No givin' up, givin' up, givin' up
Yeah, man down, man down, man down
Get em' up, get em' up, get em' up
Oh, yeah, who got the juice?
Pick a stone and pick a head, pick a stone and pick a head
(Yeah, yeah)
Turn your monster to your bread
Gotta leave em' all for dead
(Yeah, yeah)