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Lyrical Theology
This a tribute to all the ones who ran before me
Known to spit truth so ya'll can understand His glory
This a tribute to all the ones who ran before me
Known to spit truth so ya'll can understand His glory
This a tribute to all the ones who ran before me
Known to spit truth so ya'll can understand His glory
This a tribute to all the ones who ran before me
Known to spit truth so ya'll can understand His glory
I'm not here to flex an impressive presentation
When the greatest question facing us presently's restoration
How the depraved are paved a way to Him
It's deep, can't sleep on the jam we're in
And be in (Ambien) the wake of Great Awakening
The blanks? we need to fill em in, my aim's to lead this quill or pen
Straight to Jesus, spilling ink for saints to see em killing sin
That fine wine rhyme primed with divine antioxidants
This kind of party over here will define the crime and consequence
But I can't hit your mind with the peace sign
To see why we're chasing these Vapors I gotta rewind
Created on the 6th, our world fallen shortly after
A corporate disaster captured before the fourth chapter
Now God must waste all pursuers of the pearls of King's
A true royal flush when our world's redeemed
Either doom or jubilation, disaster or life
Instruments of mercy or wrath, Adam or Christ
Crass illumination, no strings attached to my communication
…Satellite kites
More personal than a rhyme or a path to just grab advice
'Cause I heard it through the Vine that cats are just glad its night (Gladys Knight)
Appetite for the dark lest regeneration comes
And gives a heart of flesh or new breath in our native lungs
If they only knew the good life's not between two girls
Need more than 20/20 to see we're between two worlds
-So it begins-
And Genesis would open the venues
Focused on sin, but our hope is in the 'so it continues'
When the Lord avenges His sheep
While cloaking His foes from Noah's descendants with vengeance, it's known as rinse and repeat
A heightened scene, but the righteous scream 'Christ is King!'
When He's serving terror slicing America's impious (im-PIE-ous) dream
So, for the fallen in the crucible, you all better chop chop
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You can't stop the funeral as long as the clock talks
As your pages turn, don't bank on economy's vain returns
But turn, embrace and learn Christology, in lament terms:
Take an expository journey through the Apostles
And accounts of the eye-witness encounters of the Gospels
Spoken with boldness, they never played around or dressed it up
A controversial mix of guys who taped the mouths of skeptics shut
While showing Christ in the Mosaic theophanies
And truth, beauty and goodness that were laid in the prophecies
The Hebraic and Aramaic paints the Messiah's reign
To die is gain was faint for the saints when the silence came
'Til a vehicle came forward seeing the Lord's gonna
Give us what we wouldn't expect to see in a (Sienna) forerunner (4Runner)
I find it kind of ironic how His grace produced
The catalyst of rap to espouse these weighty truths
This that live, active movement, chiropractic back aligned with the mind of Christ
Rap, didactic music
Lyrical catechism, to most, absurd and aberrant
Opposing a boasting culture, we focus on Word and Sacrament
Hoping for a future with the Suffering Servant
Don't box me in with the unknown God of Carpe Diem
But He's active, no downtime for this crowned Lion
Won't find or see Him inside of a mausoleum
He sits above in the highest of positions
Diadem glistens with simple love in higher definition
He's pristine and sovereign, no, His rule isn't cursory
Though history has chronicled a human emergency
But a powerful commitment and a Shepherd from Calvary
Tabernacled with a remnant given heaven's mentality
Now it's 'Holy, Holy, Holy' through he mouths of wretched sinners
With unholy cultures molded to a house of representatives
But I never deserved His kindness, should have left me thirsty, blind, reckless, vile
But His mercy shined, now anybody coming in to search me finds self-denial
I'm a grassroots sower, the attributes of God
Got hands on lawnmowers, if you stand for truth then nod
In the atonement see His glory in every sphere of your reality
So His stories are mirrored in this lyrical theology
From MCs who give a deep and relevant harmony
The Result of these have led to The Elementology
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