MC's: God us a gift Made our lips so you can say 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 To display the glory of the God can save Go DJ's: touch of the plates is like a touch of His grace
I've got a riddle- what went from little to larger than you and youth both support it- it started in New York Mostly Black and Hispanic, but now in Iraq and Iran In Japan in fact it the planet Man thing has expanded- went from wild entertainment To a global culture that molds ya, a style and a language Now this thing is no stranger mainstream, it's the disc jock The rapper, artist, the breaker- it's Hip-Hop! Yes- the cause of why popular music flip flopped Odd but it's true it's now toppin' the charts along rock It's properly known as a street Local to global who peep the economics find If looking for a treasure hip hop is the right soil It was underground but now it's like when you strike oil But can't in it, like it's the ultimate Ultimately nothin' is the ultimate till God hold of it
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 Graf We use our markers and spray To display the glory of the God that can Go DJ's: Every touch of the plates is a touch of His grace
Note the power of the it seems to get obeyed It's and it's able to push its ghetto ways It used to be on the low just get-a-way Now instead on the cutting edge like a set of blades Every place has been set ablaze; every race has I no longer get amazed their getting braids get a hold of this golden goose It'll get of you And expose you to some things that 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 hoopla you got you traded the 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 that you're connected like Harvard and brains But God's on to the game, he wants more than a song His name A long studded chain- a of His Son in a frame
God gave us a gift Made our 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 We use our markers and spray To display the of the God that can save Go DJ's: Every touch of the is like a touch of His grace
You know I'm theocratic- an advocate of His rule Emphatic 'cause I'm a addict by I'm in His school To so I can discern what to burn and what's approved To be fit and in case God picks up this tool 'Cause my whole thesis is: with no Jesus is Like a with no chicken or waffles neither But now a Hip-Hop that Jesus Has a to save a lot from the place that's blazin' hot with no breezes When hip-hop since Hip-Hop vows To use every hip-hop for the hip-hop 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 with reppin' and spreading His fame Catch us blessin' His name cause for our debt He was His blood's a of love; let's start catchin' His train
God gave us a gift 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 a trip to put a flip on sin To the glory of the God that can save Go DJ's: Every touch of the is like a touch of His grace