Bruk Up - Mek Ova

----------------------------------- Lyrics by : ModernBard © 2025 ModernBard All rights reserved. ----------------------------------- Yow… di fyah bun low, but di heart still feel di scorch. Man tink him strong, but di chain dem still tight. Listen close, mi bredda, dis ain’t no ordinary night… Dis a di cry of a soul, reachin’ fi di light. --------------- Fada, hear dis weary sound, Mi a bruk up man, face down pon di ground. Build mi kingdom pon slippin’ sand, Grab up every vice, wid greedy hand. Think mi free, think mi bold, But world weight crush mi, mek mi heart grow cold. Not jus’ tears, mi soul tear apart, Can new life rise from dis bruk-up heart? Di Preacher stand deh, silent, still, Him know di deepness, mi soul him condemn? Him see di scars dem inside? Or jus’ a sinner, nowhere fi hide? Oh, Fada! Dis a it, mi reach di end! Every wall mi build, startin’ fi bend! Mi soul pon fyah, smoke choke mi breath, A life deh inna Your grace, or jus’ spiritual death?! Fada! Bawlin’ out Your name, You see mi?! Dis shatter reflection, a still me?! Taste di void, cold grip, Jus’ one drop a mercy, mek it drip! Remember di likkle yute weh pray by him bed? Innocence gone, words dem unsaid. Trade pure faith fi hollow applause, Bruk every rule, ignore all laws. Chase shadows, think dem light, Now mi lost inna darkest night. Every whisper lie, every twist up deed, Chokin’ mi, Fada, barely breathe. Di Preacher got stories, mi see it in him eyes, But him fathom dese desperate cries? Dis ain’t no game, no confession fakin’, Mi foundation violently shakin’. Oh, Fada! Dis a it, mi reach di end! Every wall mi build, startin’ fi bend! Mi soul pon fyah, smoke choke mi breath, A life deh inna Your grace, or jus’ spiritual death?! Fada! Bawlin’ out Your name, You see mi?! Dis shatter reflection, a still me?! Taste di void, cold grip, Jus’ one drop a mercy, mek it drip! Dem seh mi hopeless, A lost cause, true. But somethin’ inside, Still reachin’ fi You. How You could want mi, after all mi done? Dis war inna mi spirit... Can it ever be won? Mi son... Always a way. Him Grace a go embrace yuh, no matter how far you stray. Yuh heart sorrow, known and heard. Believe in Him Mercy, receive every word. NO! Mi nah go drown! Nah go fade! Dis fear surround mi, prison mi made! Clawin’ mi way back, through ash and dust, A still chance deh fi Your holy trust?! Yow—Jah voice blaze through, every age and time, Speak inna storms, inna psalms, inna every rhyme. If yuh feel a quake inna yuh chest— It’s God knockin’, beg yuh do di rest! OH, Fada! YES! Mi finally mek ova! Every chain weh bound mi, losin’ control! Mi soul pon fyah, purginn’ mi past, Your grace, through Christ, was meant to outlast! Fada! Bawlin’ out Your name, know You can see! Dis new man risin’, forgiven and free! Taste Jesus’ love, feel Him healin’ embrace, Wash clean inna Your love, find mi rightful place! Save by Yahweh... You save mi soul! Thank You, Fada... Mi home... mi home... Yuh a home... By Him Grace and Him Mercy... Through Christ yuh a loved... Through Christ yuh a found...