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Lord You’re lofty, I’m worthless a slumdeller,
U I worship, I can’t block your reign with an umbrella!
I’m a sinner I expect Your wrath,
but U sent Your son on my debt’s behalf,
Lord please direct my path!
That’s when the Lord got me,
and operated on me when I was dead in sins like an autopsy!
I rose up from His gurney, strapped with a map,
for repping Christ in this second life as I go upon this journey!
Believin’ Stephen
Lord I thank you that I’m not like that savage/
And you made me holy and I’m above average/
With heaven in sight, I’m goin on a road trip/
Don’t wanna fall off the map, like Hootie N the Blowfish/
I notice, this narrow way is bogus/
It’s Friday my mindframe is focused, I’m loving these wide lines/
Cats got education, concerned with reputation/
Follow legislation without regeneration!/
Two signs, two roads but only one to get in town,
its like a toss up no shortcuts or middle ground!
One’s for those that are christian,
while the other road’s filled with woes as it goes to perdition!
Let’s suppose the inscription, shows that it’s different,
one’s all about self, the other holds the description!
Of souls in submission, they don’t sound the same,
one’s bound for flames, the other rose in position.
Evangel
Built on the Christ’ hope? now empowered by the quilt,
or comforter, my filth is being killed, as I tilt on this tightrope!
Balanced by grace,
in the face of all things that challenge my faith!
The loss of all things to be eternally blessed,
by the Father with no need for a paternity test!
Stressed, cuz going home is postponed,
many try attacks on my high wire act, they throw stones!
Scoffers, that try to dismantle,
no luggage just my rugged cross I carry like Iverson’s handle!
A lot of men’s scandalous teachings, I stand against heathens,
preaching with plans of deceiving!
I tell them sift thru the maze, don’t sit in a daze,
take your mormon pearl of great price and get it appraised!
All will fail if it ain’t Christ the way, not different ways,
or you’ll be placed in an infinite blaze!
Believin’ Stephen
Gas was gettin low so I stopped at a pit stop/
Some dudes rhymin introduced me to hip-hop/
The message that send’s that you can get a Benz/
Spend mad ends with friends and the fun never ends/
No boredom, touring, affordin new Jordan’s/
Then I bumped into the rowdiest Mormon/
Quotin this from Joseph Smith/
He said we could become gods with holiness!/
Yo, this was appealin it felt rigth with my feelings/
Next I seen a book with some Buddhists who was kneelin/
Wow I didn’t know that Buddah was agnostic/
He knew he wasn’t God plus he wasn’t a prophet/
The book I dropped it, let me stop it I’m cautious/
Hopped into my hot whip, jumped into the cock pit/
It’s unusual, these roads are suitable in cruise control/
Those fools on the narrow road payin stupid tolls!/
Two signs, two roads but only one to get in town,
its like a toss up no shortcuts or middle ground!
One’s for those that are christian,
while the other road’s filled with woes as it goes to perdition!
Let’s suppose the inscription, shows that it’s different,
one’s all about self, the other holds the description!
Of souls in submission, they don’t sound the same,
one’s bound for flames, the other rose in position.
Believin’ Stephen
I stopped and smoked a bong. Muslims with a koofi on/
Started hitch hiking so I let them roll along/
They spoke upon their faith and wanted to get to Mecca/
But I got tired of their five pillars and their lectures/
I’ll let you off when I get my Double Decker/
Cause yall are annoying like Woody Woodpecker/
I’m confused by everyone selling religion so I’m yellin at villians/
I’m into relativism,so I’m relishing wisdom
to speak of hell is forbidden, I can tell you’re a victim of rebellious decisions/
Dag this road is getting awfully rocky like Stallone/
I’m alone conditions are sloppy; flat tire stopped me/
Was gonna hitch my way but then Triple A/
Came through to save the day, now everything’s okay/
Wow, its crazy but I can’t let it phase me/
The next exit is mine and it is called Hades!!/
Evangel
No rich clout, this is a diss route,
this kid pouts with doubts, there’s more ups and downs than the swiss alps.
It’s hectic for Christ I’m hated,
and the world treats me like an island and leaves me isolated!
But, thru my trust there’s just vindication,
the kingdom of God is entered thru much tribulation!
No feelings getting in the way,
I’m devoted to Christ, so all else is left behind like Tim Lahaye!
I’ll get a hundredfold like a roll of Ben Franklins,
forget the carrots sin’s dangling for entangling!
And I don’t wanna take God’s grace for granted,
give me strength to face the planet with faith to stand it!
And there’s so many cats out there, that need to witness your love,
the true love that casts out fear!
Not comfy, it’s bumpy, I can’t travel it easily,
plus its so tight its squeezing me!
Like a funnel, unlike men that’s disgruntled,
I see the light at the end of the tunnel!
The Lord, withstood His face in person,
He said welcome and well done my good and faithful servant!
Two signs, two roads but only one to get in town,
its like a toss up no shortcuts or middle ground!
One’s for those that are christian,
while the other road’s filled with woes as it goes to perdition!
Let’s suppose the inscription, shows that it’s different,
one’s all about self, the other holds the description!
Of souls in submission, they don’t sound the same,
one’s bound for flames, the other rose in position.