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(One-two)

No gats, no blunts, no brew

(One-Two)

To my adults and my youth

(One-two)

The ax is at the root

(One-two)

It's time to bear fruit one two


Lyrically puttin' you down with truth it's the

Divine mixture-rhymes plus divine Scripture

No hold back Jesus is in the rhyme so that

Your heart can be confronted by the God who wants your soul back

And no matter what you have to do we'll take control back

And turn the show back over to Jesus (yea you know that)

Rhymes are pro-Christ instead of pro this and pro that

Cause many Christian songs lyrically are spiritually low fat

Religion sells, but we dwell in anti-Christian realms

So if you love Him then you've got to represent Him well

Pants might be saggin' slightly, but just imagine

Me displaying the beauty of Christ like a pageant

In your area I'm tellin' ya Christ will marry ya

But you've got to switch, let Him be your long distance carrier

No switching fee and you'll get more than just some minutes free

Cause when it's Jesus your minutes merge into infinity


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This rap is just another effort to attract this

World that's into internets and faxes

The fact is, it's gonna burn to ashes like matches

But at last kids you've got the Good News, now pass it

Be graphic, cause the masses cut classes so they ain't heard it

But watch the way you word it, you don't want to change the verdict

Death, we borrow the breath plus the chest

Man used legs to step, man knew God then left Him

Steady theivin', leaving God for no reason

We've been booted out of Eden, what a fall like the autumn season

Instead of God we look to stars and science

Separated from the Power like an unplugged appliance

Dig this, another Savior?  Check the Script

It's a myth, it's like a pig's fist, it don't exist

If you find a witness do forget this The devil's the blinding business

The counterfeit shining business


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Understand sin sick man, you need a doctor

My "knocka," better call on Christ, only He gotcha

We all need a substitutionary Bleeder

Cause sin draws the blood from men like mosquito

Bow your knee to the Great Hope, Jesus the scapegoat

Not hard to find like bad school kids with fake notes

Some reject Christ cause it's popular, unaware his death is stoppin' the

Wrath of holy God from droppin' ya

Hope the Good News starts rockin' ya

Before the last tick tock from the biological clock in ya

Ahh, it's finite man acting autonomous

You say you want to trust? Then believe cause it's synonymous

Admit it, he died for sins that you committed

You did it, but if you trust Christ then He'll forget it

He's with it, consisdered the price and still He fitted

His deity inside humanity just for the visit

When the issue of paying for sins comes up even Giants jet

In the Garden they say, "Knicks that", in Shea they say, "We ain't met"

A blood sport with such a display of skillz

Cause even in Buffalo they know they can't pay the bills


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