Get Busy - DJ Official, Trip Lee

We on the grind and we ain’t goin' stop

Truth said, «We on Duty» like them plain clothes cops

Reignited in us fire, much flame, so hot

We was lame, dumb, slaves, we was plain robots

Ever since we been cleaned, not a stain, no spot

No blame, much gain, He remains on top

We surrendered our plans, our games, our plots

When His Spirit came down like some rain on crops

So times we get drained and your man straight flops

Our mission is hard to swallow like ya man drank scotch

Its strange I’m feeling strained like my veins goin' pop

But my brother said «your work is not in vain don’t stop»

So I fall to my knees and I start praying

I labor over the scriptures just to see what God is saying

I’m reminded of the mission that he is giving can’t stray off

Gotta work for Him no time to take a day off

Gotta work (All Day)

Gotta labor (All Day)

We gotta get out in the field for the Savior (All Day)

So get busy (okay)

Gotta grind (okay)

No slacking we ain’t got no time (Yes Sir)

You look around you can see why we grieve

Everywhere that we look everyone is deceived

Every block, every corner, man I really see needs

And I’m looking at the church and I don’t really see deeds