The Phanatik   Written by: B. Goodwin   Produced by: T.R.U.E.-L.I.F.E.   Chorus by: The Ambassabor      Verse 1:   Who am I? Just a bag of dust puttin’ trust in the Most High   Why boast? I know that I’m nothin’   Huffin’ and puffin’ someone else’s air through my lungs   ‘cause everything belongs to the Son   that was hung up on the Cross    strung up for the lost   ya’ll know they slayed Him    He rose from the grave, came to save, though they played Him   Some hate Him, mocked Him, to the ground His blood spilled   to this day they be dockin’ the things that got Him killed   shrilled and screamed knowing He’d redeem half the planet   How could He stand in knowing He’d be taken for granted   Disadvantaged became dust just like you and me   human beings just so He can put His deed at calvary   now how do we say thanks, better yet check how could He take it   despising all the shame being plain in sight—naked   crowned with thorns scorned by the unrighteous judges   the King’s arms expands shook hands with death’s clutches   seal the deal kill one for all called it grace   meaning the Supreme Being would die in our place   He was rich and became poor so that we through His poverty    could become rich hit the lottery   Pottery is all I am in the hands of the maker    just a custom of dust and plus the salt from the shaker   meek and lowly Jesus preach we be holy   I gotta give the props to the potter who molds me    ‘cause dust…      Chorus:   Dust is all I am that’s what I come from. Taken from the dust   Dust is what I am that’s what I come from. You and me from the dust   Dust is all I am that’s what I come from. God breathed from the dust   Dust is all I am that’s what I come from. True indeed from the dust    Dust is all I am that’s what I come from. It’s you and me from the dust   Dust is all I am that’s what I come from. Would you believe from the dust    Dust is what I am that’s what I come from. Every human being from the dust   Dust is all I am that’s what I come from    Check this      Verse 2:   I can’t lose I refuse to choose death over life   I was done in then had a run in with Christ    now I’m freed what made Him bleed and cling to a tree   and get nailed to the form of a lower case t?   No beatin’ around the bush the Rose of Sharon got crowned with thorns   and was risen up on a third day morn    now it’s on, for anyone who’s got the time of day   let Him change ya act and ya scene just like a drama play   I’ma say it once, twice, even a thousand times   every day of the year Jesus Christ be my valentine   Who’s standin’ on faulty ground?   If you ain’t down then be salty now   (tell me) what do you see when you close your eyes?   What do you see when your life goes by?   Question for your next session with your cypha’   Eternal lifa’ who’s God bring’s it hypa’   Is it the God who spoke that spark this?   Reached into the abyss with His fist and pulled light out of darkness   Mark this day and walk this way   You want eternal life (well) then you ain’t got no cost to pay (why?)   ‘Cause Christ paid it all when His blood flooded the streets   In the 199’s with the ruggedest beats   we gets biz like show    so ‘ey G. act like ya know   tell me yo what made Him pay the debt that you owe   Was it love? Unlike this world has ever seen before   born I guess on the flesh that was torn   Mourn for the Bright and the Morning Star who died for you   ‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do’ (ooh true)   You’re missin’ His touch I tell ya this much   He thirsted, cursed it, vinegar upon some hyssop   now there’s ever livin’ water come place ya order   I’ll pour out my spirit upon your sons and your daughters   Before the times up come line up by the creek   and bathe in the blood of the lamb as it leaks   God speaks to dust and it becomes man    Then He breathes on us and we become dust again   ‘Cause Dust      Chorus:   Dust is all I am that’s what I come from. Taken from the dust    Dust is what I am that’s what I come from. You and me from the dust    Dust is all I am that’s what I come from. God breathed from the dust   Dust is all I am that’s what I come from. Yeah we from the dust    Dust is all I am that’s what I come from. You and me from the dust    Dust is all I am that’s what I come from. True indeed from the dust    Dust is what I am that’s what I come from. Yeah we from the dust    Dust is all I am that’s what I come from.      Tell me who do, who do you think you are?    And who does, who does God say you are?    Yeah who do, who do you think you are?    And who does, who does God say you are?    You are now listening to the Phanatik. A proud sponsor of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Stay tuned for more Jesus Christ commercials, comin’ at ya from on high—channel love, broadcast from above. Yeah that’s how we do. Up in my crew. Check it out now. Uh, check it out now. Peep the love letter. Check it out now. Check it out now. Out on a limb. Check it out now. Solo Christo. Check it out now. Who’s the man? Check it out now. Yeah be my valentine. Who do..?