Heaven or Bust
Written by Anthony Eugene Ramirez

So I'm pushing towards heaven, but it's hell just to get there.
Read the Hall of Faith, and I'm thinking I don't belong there.
But all the obstacles, prepared me for this very moment.
This life I live, been refreshed by the lambs atonement.

So Can I be a perfect saint, no I really can't,
God calls Righteousness to sinners, to defeat the blame.
And then He blows His oxygen, says to be the flame.
Ignite the whole world, so the world will proclaim my name.

And how can I be selfish with this call.
My life's been redeemed, so I can try to save them all.
This a tough order, but my strength don't belong to me.
I'm standing in full armor, with the power of God's Army.

With the weight of His Glory, placed on my shoulders.
too far to turn back now, radiate exposure.
Like Moses with the burning bush, 40 days, 40 Nights.
Been prepped, just to stand before His presence, for all my life.

Chorus: [Sample and Talking]

So tell me if I told you, that our DNA is faith fitted,
Would you unpack the impact, and see the faith’s endless.
Become dependent, like save pitchers in 8th innings.
And count your blessings, like family prayers on Thanksgiving.

Man, this is more than vital, more than necessary.
More than wanting heaven, I Need Christ – I’m so Married.
His banner over me is love, I can’t take it.
I’m overwhelmed, getting emptied like I’m backspacing.

Lord fill me, your legislation, is speculating,
My second nature, to drive harder so I’m esculating.
You extinguished my strange fire, my observation,
Is that you want me pure, devoted for your dedication.

And what this truly means, I’m pruned and separated.
And all my damaged parts are healed, like their medicated.
Refresh, related, I’m stepping paces, no hesitation.
I’ve heaven-bound, I’ll be elated, when I finally made it.

Chorus: [Sample and Talking]

So whatever happens, no, I ain’t turning back.
Step by step, Forget the past, I’m knocking, seeking, ask.
Mask the hurt, pick up His burden because He says it’s light.
Ignore the naysayers, that’s hating, because I know He’s right.

Now it’d be easy to leave this earth, for Jesus first,
But if I leave this earth, I’ll leave people hanging, but even worst,
I’ll leave the hurt, of my children aching, I’ve seen from birth,
And leave the frustrations from my family that I failed to serve.

But your will be done, I won’t desert, or fight it.
I even pray for it, I claim your works, even advise it.
I’m so excited, cause as a fighter, I’m free from vices.
And keep my eyes upon the prize, the paradise you reside in.

Or Lord it’s raining, they think I’m crazy, I pray for storms.
I’m rehabilitated, mind of Christ, far from norm.
I keep it Kingdom, I fight for souls, but I’m in a rush.
To breakdown in your arms, my consummation, heaven or bust.

Chorus: [Sample and Talking]