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MC's: God gave us a
Made our lips so you can say that He made us to
B-boys, B-girls: we flip and spin
But for the One who made a trip to put a on sin
Graf We use our markers and spray
To the glory of the God that can save
Go DJ's: Every of the plates is like a touch of His grace
One]
I've got a riddle- went from little to larger than you thought
Adults and youth support it- it started in New York
Mostly Black and Hispanic, but now in Iraq and it's
In Japan in fact it inhabits the
Man this thing has expanded- from wild entertainment
To a culture that molds ya, with a style and a language
Now this thing is no stranger it's mainstream, the disc jock
The rapper, graffiti artist, the it's Hip-Hop!
Yes- the leading of why popular music flip flopped
Odd but it's it's now toppin' the charts along with rock
It's properly known as a street
Local to global who peep the economics find
If you're for a treasure hip hop is the right soil
It was but now it's found like when you strike oil
But boast in it, like it's the ultimate
Ultimately nothin' is the till God gets hold of it

MC's: God gave us a
our lips so you can say that He made us to spit
B-boys, Yeah we flip and spin
But for the One who made a to put a flip on sin
Graf artist: We use our and spray
To display the glory of the God that can
Go DJ's: Every touch of the plates is like a touch of His
Two]
Note the power of the culture- it seems to get
It's ghetto-made and able to push its ghetto ways
It used to be on the low just like
Now instead it's on the cutting edge a set of blades
place has been set ablaze; every race has embraced
I no longer get amazed when their getting
get a hold of this golden goose
It'll get of you
And expose you to things that will oppose the truth
It'll you thinking you fly, cause of the things that you buy
But you die, you'll obtain them new eyes
And see for all the you got you traded the truth
Like Esau who had a he traded for soup
I'm no hater it's true, I know you God can get a thanks
So you think that you're connected Harvard and brains
But God's on to the game, he wants more than a song His name
A long studded chain- a picture of His Son in a

MC's: God us a gift
our lips so you can say that He made us to spit
B-boys, B-girls: Yeah we flip and
But for the One who a trip to put a flip on sin
Graf artist: We use our markers and
To display the glory of the God can save
Go Every touch of the plates is like a touch of His grace
[Verse
You know I'm theocratic- that's an of His rule
Emphatic 'cause I'm a addict by I'm in His school
To learn so I can discern what to and what's approved
To be fit and equipped in case God up this tool
'Cause my whole thesis is: Hip-Hop no Jesus is
Like a Roscoe's with no chicken or neither
But now a that knows Jesus
Has a shot to save a lot from the that's blazin' hot with no breezes
When bows since Hip-Hop vows
To use every hip-hop style for the hip-hop
We can see world missions to Hip-Hop the world listens
Listen, I'm not we're makin' the world Christians
I'm settin' the aim
to see everything with breath reppin' and spreading His fame
Catch us blessin' His name cause for our debt He was
His blood's a token of love; start catchin' His train

MC's: God gave us a
Made our so you can say that He made us to spit
B-boys, B-girls: we flip and spin
But for the One who made a to put a flip on sin
artist: We use our markers and spray
To display the of the God that can save
Go Every touch of the plates is like a touch of His grace