MC's: God us a gift Made our lips so you can say that He us to spit B-boys, Yeah we flip and spin But for the One who made a trip to put a on sin To the glory of the God that can save Go DJ's: Every touch of the plates is a touch of His grace
I've got a riddle- what from little to larger than you thought and youth both support it- it started in New York Mostly Black and Hispanic, but now in Iraq and it's In in fact it inhabits the planet Man this thing has expanded- went from entertainment To a global culture that molds ya, a style and a language Now this thing is no stranger it's mainstream, it's the disc The rapper, artist, the breaker- it's Hip-Hop! the leading cause of why popular music flip flopped Odd but true it's now toppin' the charts along with rock It's known as a street phenomenon Local to global those who peep the economics If looking for a treasure hip hop is the right soil It was underground but now found like when you strike oil But can't boast in it, it's the ultimate nothin' is the ultimate till God gets hold of it
MC's: God us a gift 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 a trip to put a flip on sin Graf artist: We use our and spray To the glory of the God that can save Go DJ's: Every touch of the is like a touch of His grace
Note the of the culture- it seems to get obeyed It's ghetto-made and it's able to push its ghetto It used to be on the low like get-a-way Now instead it's on the cutting like a set of blades Every place has been set ablaze; race has embraced I no longer get amazed their getting braids Better get a hold of this golden get hold of you And you to some 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 birthright he for soup I'm no hater it's true, I know from you God can get a 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 Made our lips so you can say that He 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 of the God that can save Go DJ's: touch of the plates is like a touch of His grace
You I'm theocratic- that's an advocate of His rule 'cause I'm a addict by habit I'm in His school To learn so I can discern to burn and what's approved To be fit and in case God picks up this tool 'Cause my whole is: Hip-Hop with no Jesus is Like a Roscoe's with no chicken or waffles But now a Hip-Hop knows Jesus Has a shot to save a lot the place that's blazin' hot with no breezes When hip-hop bows Hip-Hop vows To use every hip-hop style for the crowd We can see missions 'cause to Hip-Hop the world listens Listen, I'm not insistin' we're the world Christians I'm settin' the aim Wantin' to see everything breath reppin' and spreading His fame Catch us blessin' His cause for our debt He was hanged His a token of love; let's start catchin' His train
MC's: God us a gift Made our lips so you can say that He us to spit B-boys, B-girls: we flip and spin But for the One who a trip to put a flip on sin To display the glory of the God can save Go DJ's: Every touch of the is like a touch of His grace