IZ-REAL VERSE:    If it wasn’t for ya grace no doubt I’d be hopeless    a schizophrenic living life homeless    paranoid thoughts every moment    in the trash with a can of OE hungry looking for doughnuts    I’d probably be depressed tryin’ to mask it    on average drinking away my problems ‘til the liver can’t manage    news reports states and it’s tragic    at twenty-six commits suicide by suffocating in plastic    man I’m quite sure I’d be locked up    a victim of the game mom ashamed to explain my illegal conduct    or matched up in the D.A.’s after line ups    on my death bed doctors report time’s up    I could be hustlin’ crack    known in the trap as the dope boy twisting ya cap    or I might across the map promoting sin as I act    ya kid’s idol preaching death through my raps    MAC THE DOULOS VERSE:    I could have been a slave to my own lust    Hooked on drugs, sweeping it under the rug…unwilling to own up    Or maybe a pedophile.    A sadistic misfit who gets kicks out of tryin’ to sex a child    I’d be who the devil’s usin’. Believin’ evolution    Screamin’ revolution for no apparent reason    Maybe an irresponsible parent even    Or a fool grippin’ a tool instead of finishin’ school    My story could have come    To me livin’ a criminal lifestyle slapped with a mandatory minimum    My friends would have come    To my funeral cuz I tried to be tough in a gun fight and didn’t run    Instead of doin’ these gigs, I might be doin’ a bid    From corner biz thinking I was doin’ it big    I’m thankful he hunted me down    A lost dude who ain’t wanna be down is now a son who is found    HOOK:    I should have woke up in my grave    With no escape from God’s wrath gotta deal with His rage    A sin slave hell’s fate for the human race    But Christ saves through faith. What amazing grace!    (repeat)    IZ-REAL VERSE:    No grace scratch love and compassion    I’d no I be snapping heart cold like the winters in aspen    grudges in my heart from the past tense    living in unforgiveness tryin’ to deal with pain daily through Aspirin    I’d probably be struggling bad the next dead beat dad    with hidden bags of photographs from porno ads    never seekin’ help for the habit like I’m far from a addict    in denial lies killing my marriage    could be confused since the first step unstable like waves get    deceived blind chasing the same sex    never introduced to the faith yet but flying a main jet    with no clue of my after life and the plane wrecks    might steal from ya mother beef with ya brother    or pops I’d be the creep you hate too creep with ya daughter    I might be clowning Christians down with Islam    helpless like drowning victims    MAC THE DOULOS VERSE:    Minus God, I’d be somewhere on broad in a brawl over some broad    Following that road that’s broad    Instead of this road that’s narrow    In the path of god’s wrath pulled back like a bow and arrow    Could have been slipped a bad bag loosing my mind state    Or breakin’ into ya pad boostin’ the crime rate    Could have been showing up in court    For turnin’ someone you know into a corpse, still showing no remorse    Could have been binge drinking and vomiting    Over a toilet then drinking a Heineken again    Cuz of sin in my genes, I’d be chasing cinnamon queens    Tryin’ to get in they’re jeans if Jesus ain’t intervene    No beats on the MPC    or emceein’ with CM until the lungs is empty see    I’d be a heretic minus a savior    If not for God’s unmerited kindness and favor    HOOK:    I should have woke up in my grave    With no escape from God’s wrath gotta deal with His rage    A sin slave hell’s fate for the human race    But Christ saves through faith. What amazing grace!    (repeat)    CHANT:    He sought us. He bought us.    He raised us from the grave plus    He changed us…rearranged us    Amazing grace has saved us    He’s seeking you. He’s seeking to    Raise you from the grave too    He can change you…rearrange you    His amazing grace can save you    these lyrics are submitted by Everyday Process