Amped - 116 Clique, Trip Lee

Yeah we amped up, repping the Savior, baby, we stand up

Man up for the risen who picked us up and scanned us

Purchased some worthless dudes, and now He hands us

A bunch of stuff that we ain’t earn

Now picture that like a camera, we lift the lamb up

Hands up this mans the alpha who would raise like gamma

We some amba-s-s a-d-o-r's

He saved me, bro, when grace seemed so hard

But nevertheless, there’s none better the best

Is Jesus, I don’t fight but will step to my flesh

All to glorify the Lord I’m addressing my mess

He’s superior across the board like checkers and chess

That’s why we hype now, ain’t putting the mic down

Lamp on a hill homie, ain’t putting our lights out

We repping Him right now, fight for Christ hype it might sound

Crazy, lay our lives down for Him as a lifestyle

We can’t stop repping His name, man, we can’t drop

Batons that was passed to us from older saints I…

Used to be scared to rep Him, they’d say I’m brainwashed

But after I got know to Him then all the shame stopped

They think I’m deranged, they call me insane

They said that to Jesus, I’m following the King

I holla out His name, so folks will behold Him

I’m bold and I’m living my life like He’s golden

It’s blowing me away, that this chump was chosen (me?)

Saved by grace through faith that’s the slogan

He’s our hope and His arms was open

We was cloaked in sin, but that curse was broken

Now peep that, it’s hard to believe that

Christ died to save us, rich kids to street cats

We live and preach that Word homie, read that

Today we do rep Him and use records to reach cats

We cliqued up, all throwing that one one six up

A crowd of believers in Jesus all with our fists up

We lift up our hands for the God, man, who gives us

Life in Him, cause sin has men tripped up

Now we open our lips up, can’t close them when it’s a

Sick and global mix up, kids have chosen sin, bruh

Hearts frozen within us, dark colder than 10 below

We tryna tell them not to sin no more

He’s worth being proud of, He’s worth shouting loud for

Our dirt had us drowned plus our works couldn’t vouch for

These persons without love, who lurked in these foul clubs

Hurting without the person who found us

But the great ones died just to save some

If you looking for a righteous man homie it ain’t one

Nope can’t name one, we all born slaves, son

But He saved us so we rep Him even after this things done

We amped up!

So homie stand up