Luyện nghe bài hát Random Thoughts 3

Hey Yo I'm back but nobody was asking where I
Cause music is no longer the hot trend
Logic says well I should just stop then
But I never got this for a spot in the top ten
I do this for one reason- Jesus, the King, son
To God's elect obey Hebrews
And the rap world is ever crowded
If heaven it, I'll keep writing for the seven thousand
I know you're out there, I get the emails
Against the church of Christ the of hell will never prevail
It's on the Rock and the gospel never stops
So we droppin' the topic whether it's or not
Sin is noxious and toxic and the clock is stop
God is not to be with, the wrath of God is burning hot
We were locked in sin's closet, our conflict was
God plotted to stop it, hit the demonic a shot
I was coppin' narcotics, agnostic with a
No for the knowledge of the God who often knocked
rocked me with the gospel and it tied me up in knots
So I in a rocket and met the Prophet at the top

just another way of saying I met God in the Scriptures
But we gonna let that breathe for a second, you nah mean?
The Bible says "He who has been forgiven much, much"
We gonna about BC a little bit

My was total, not small like pox
I was to sin, I couldn't take off the locks
I thought I was a player, a mack with the
Say "I know what the time is", but I ain't Isaiah
I chuckle daily as I paid for disgrace
Eyes were always like I got sprayed with mace
I would toot my horn at and I would do bars
Got so I was ready to do Mars
Notorious for acting pretty silly in my city
Friends hear it and be like, "Whoa, Did he really?"
Because I dirty Bill Laimbeer style
Through great mercy and dear child
Went so gritty to headed to a gold city
In Christ I shine, the like, "No Biggie"
time to sing, I'm putting faith on the song
: displayed in the way to respond
When His runs out, then it's time for the rod, man
wrath of God, fam
That's why because of I got mad joy
All I'm saying is I to be a bad boy!

But I'm regenerated
Born again above, fam, how else can I state it?
Went various vices to a kid that's married to Christ
Using literary to spit it very precise
My conversion to the Master was so
I just to be an ambassador or fanatic
The gospel was my tonic- With I couldn't lose
But to walk with God like Enoch, I knew I couldn't
This walk is a but nothing's greater than the cross
Saw the Mark of the East and the of the Lost
While Tower Records was choosing to carry
I was on Revolutionary Theme Musik
The brothers from the Lou it down as well
But we a big shift in
Around the time asked me about Calvinism
Christian Hip-hop found a algorithm
And crossed without taking the cross over
Made us all sober -- later, is it all over?
Trip asked me if I was still
I was quiet, but I to say "No, I hate it"

Because in your camp causing lots of confusion
I love as brothers in Christ, but not their conclusions
They wanna reach the world? By all means pursuing it
But tell me, why they gotta the church while they're doing it?
That's what I to say, but I ain't say it though
But no more laying low, I want them to it slow
And I dissing them, my prayers are the proof
Boaz without Ruth is unity without truth
CHH is gorillas in the mist
With no brotherly love, like Philly don't exist
What's here? It's a different atmosphere
Cats appear most about a rap career
overseas being slain in the sand
While vain in our plans seeking fame and some fans
And I ain't got time to philosophize, Satan got a plot
I'm seeing of guys apostatize
On top of all that, Trump's the president
It's all though, cause Jesus trumps the president
So more ever, I'm trying to rep the Lord who bled
And we never gonna stop, word to Corey Red!

I'm trying to give a healthy demonstration
Of theocentric music for the selfie
You see the problem is sin, no in it
all sin got "I" in the middle of it
We're mad and truly evil
We need to be born without a Matt Damon movie sequel
In the gospel, God addresses our
The Lamb slain at Calvary, the depths of His
He rose the grave with abundant grace
So when we come in faith- He'll bring us up the "sunken place"
Our decrepit depths left a mess
No rest was left 'til Jesus put to death
The beauty of the victory is a mystery
The cross of Christ is at the nucleus of history
Before the cross they were saved on
the cross, we've been saved on debit
Since our in the great war suffered
We gonna proclaim His death the Lord's Supper
So welcome to the Jesus project
Yo, we just getting and we got a lot left!