(Verse 1) Yeah, listen up, drop the beat, let the truth drop in I'm talkin' 'bout a choice, not a human spin Way before the clock started tickin' its time God drew a line, a design, purely divine He didn't need a resume, didn't check the score He foreknew the ones He'd save, and He settled the core. See, left to ourselves, we'd be rebels in the street Lost in the noise, chasing counterfeit sweet But He stepped in the silence, intervened in the night Pulled us from the dark and led us to the light. It's not my will, not my effort, my trying to be good It's His election, misunderstood by the hood. But the truth is a rock, a foundation set deep He chose some to pursue, while the others just sleep In their own desires, on the path they have paved But for the elect, a different destiny is saved. (Chorus) Unshakeable, undeniable, that's the election sound God's love for His chosen, where grace abounds He's workin' all things, yeah, Romans eight twenty-eight flow For the good of the called, watch the victory grow. He justifies the elect, no charge will ever stick The ultimate Chooser, He made the first pick. (Verse 2) You might think you're too gracious, too fair, but hold up You can't judge the Almighty, you gotta look up. It ain't 'cause He saw you raising your hand in the aisle That would make you the master, and God just the dial. Nah, Biblically, He's the one who starts the move He acts in our lives, then we respond and we approve. The choice is His first, the foundation, the base He draws you to Jesus, through mercy and grace. "No one can come," that's what John says Unless the Father pulls you, you'll be stuck in the haze. So when you look back, and you see how you're changed You gotta admit, your whole world was rearranged. (Chorus) Unshakeable, undeniable, that's the election sound God's love for His chosen, where grace abounds He's workin' all things, yeah, Romans eight twenty-eight flow For the good of the called, watch the victory grow. He justifies the elect, no charge will ever stick The ultimate Chooser, He made the first pick. (Bridge) Some recoil at the word, they don't wanna receive it But deep in your soul, you know you gotta believe it. Even if I wanted to cut myself off, like Romans nine three It's impossible, man, 'cause His hold on me is key. Not death, not life, not angels, or demons, listen close! There is NOTHING in creation that can come even close. To separate His elect from the love that's divine It's finished, it's final, His purpose, His design. (Chorus) Unshakeable, undeniable, that's the election sound God's love for His chosen, where grace abounds He's workin' all things, yeah, Romans eight twenty-eight flow For the good of the called, watch the victory grow. He justifies the elect, no charge will ever stick The ultimate Chooser, He made the first pick. (Outro) Yeah, the elect, that's the word. Predestined to be conformed. God's choice. End of the storm. Check your life, you'll see the work. The Chosen Remix.