Chorus:

Lord, lately I been caught up in this matrix
Wastin’ time of things you ain’t officiating 
Face it
Everything we see’s deteriorating 
Saints, we have to stop all this negotiating with the lie

Verse 1:

You don’t always have to walk through mud to get dirty
Just go a few days without a bath or shower
See if you’re walkin’ around smelling like flower

If it’s truly what we do for God that matters
Why fill my mind with mindless chatter?
If it ain’t helping me climb up this ladder
Then it’s just wasting space on my golden platter

Chorus

Verse 2:

Our true life is like a fruit and this one is just a bad seed
You can’t plant it deep inside your heart
And think goodness will reap
If it’s what we do for the Lord that matters
Why entertain mindless chatter?
If it ain’t helping me climb up this ladder
Then it’s just wasted space on my golden platter

Chorus