Forerunner like John the Baptizer, drawin' the mass like the/ moth with that fire call it an appetizer/ Raw, that type to call them cats vipers/ dodge the wrath like the car, mad hype or// calm, I'm tryin' to rock that, truth in your stereo/ when I get a hot track, suitable scenario/ then I wanna jot raps, moved by the Spirit though/ tell a friend to cop that, soon as it's available// No! I don't spit for dough, your bro's sent to sow/ them dope scripts in hope. Know this fa' sho/ When those grip your soul and grow sixty fold/ you gon' get the glow, old cliques should notice// if you got that, fruit when you're baring those/ fresher than a cocked hat, proves what they're hearin' so/ when you're showin' off that, beautiful imperial/ sinners get a God that's truly done a miracle// Yo, it's so missional when folks livin' holy/ go spit the quotes. Don't twist it though/ I won't mention those who won't risk the whole/ kenosis approach. no fits to throw// I'm tryin to fall back, smooth like a criminal/ quick to put 'em on blast, shoot like a general/ they don't really want that, boo when the whistle blows/ even if they on crack, too hypocritical// dog, but that's why the boy's a fat liar/ drawls will catch fire, watch. That guys the/ father, had pride before the swag lines was/ all them rap guys could talk. can't hide in the darkness// from a God that, views into a sinner's soul/ even where your heart's at, nude like a center-fold/ messin' with the wrong cat, dude's super-critical/ testin' all your thoughts black, you should feel despicable// Yo, if so then behold the globe's sin/ atonement, homeless and broke. Foes wished/ to stone Him, bros dipped when close exposed snitch/ with soldiers closed in, then ghost. Clothes stripped// and stolen by the guards that spewed flem and ridicule/ spread it when the lots cast, proved who to split it fo'/ didn't even talk back, mute when they hit 'em yo/ L. O. R. D. all caps, bruised for the cynical// whoa, it don't quit, the blows from closed fists/ and Romans' own whips and jokes. No in/terposing, though sinless, folks condone his/ disposal, both wrists get poked. bones didn't// get broken, but it got black, gloom at the pinnacle/ Jesus on the cross at, noon with the villains yo/ drinkin' all of God's wrath, doom you was headed fo'/ tell me how you dodge that? do you feel invincible?// "Naw", then act wise, acknowledge fat prices/ charged if cats die when lost. That Christ was/ slaughtered, chastised on our behalf by the/ Father, that life's the cost. Stacked high it's a// fortune that is not cash, loot is only temporal/ how you gonna cop back, youth with a little gold?/ Been a little off track, cool but peripheral/ Let me bring the plot back, tomb from the burial's// open, stone shift exposes those linen/ clothes the Chosen disrobed. no stiff/ enclosed cause no crypt can hold Him, no sin/ to scold Him fo', kid He rose! Go pen// the slogan for the broadcast, news for the skeptical/ remember the God-man, fools made a spectacle/ He was on the cross and, you was tryn' to heckle dude/ tellin' Him "get off fam, prove what you said of you// (So), the Low's been exalted, no fib/ Jehovah's own sits enthroned. Gone lifted/ home as folks witnessed, post the commission:/ Go with soul fishin' poles. Mold Christian// soldiers for the combat, new versus sin of old/ displayin' a contrast, troops that are missional/ invadin' the block fast, suped to present the Hope/ our Savior will come back, future predictable// Y'all at that time the martyrs shall rise/ extoling that righteous God. cats tried/ to brawl but can't fight the Lord who shall right/ the wrong and smash like the Hulk! Thrash wine// in war His linen got splashed, Groom in a crimson robe/ paradin' a squad that's, huge but they chillin' holmes/ He's sayin' "I got that, duel in the pit alone/ you're able to watch" That's cool, I can dig it, you// know, the show gets ferocious, domes split/ before shalom gets to soak. Old slick/ promotional glimpses smoke your dope flicks/ to roaches, roll clip and choke. no spliffs// to blow but catch a contact. Poof! when you hear me flow/ my aim is to waft that: putrid and very gross/ to haters who scoff at, pew sittin' scary folk/ just waitin' to flaunt that, newness, material// fo' the momentous closing, groans end/ we know Him, no sin, we're home! Droves mix/ the cultures, though different, focus on Him/ "Kadosh! Kadosh!" hits the throne. Notes blend// emotions with the raw facts, tunes from a varied host/ to savor and God's glad, soup with the vegetables/ they're makin' a hot batch, fruit with the cheerios/ it's great with a long nap, scooped from the cereal// box, I'm mad tired, awkward last rhyme/ but follow that line of thought. appetizer/ offered, snack time before the cracked sky/ is fallin' and Christ is all! Let it ride// I'm gone
