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Gospel Lyrics >> Song Title :: In Not Of
Gospel Lyrics >> Song Artist :: Cross Movement
BRIDGEGotta letem know
Gotta letem knowbout the Name
Gotta letem know
Gotta letem knowbout the game
Repeat BRIDGE
VERSE(1):
Lord, the world thinks youve left the streets
And that you aint the kind of guy
That would bless the beats
And because you aint busting heat
that you cant relate to being tempted
to grind to eat
or to flip a little ecstasy
just playing roll for your seed
like a sesame
Or the meaning of Thug Destiny
Or to know whats all up
in a mix like a recipe
They cant possibly think that
You paid your dues
when you ran in the streets
of old Jeruz.
You wasnt the Don with the God Father nod
but visible Father God and you ran your squad
And now you run inside of cats
With backward hats and boots
Evangelical hip-hop modern day recruits
And just like Jews and Gafilta Fish
Aint too many dudes that are built for this
We grind for souls
Forget what the liar told
You give throwback jersey for choir robes
Sunday Clothes?
If you catch us in the pulpit,
its fitteds and black Gibuards
Heres the goals
Take the risk, light the coals
Bring the heat, flex the gift
Break the molds
Recruit, enlist
Fulfill the Great Commish.
And like L.J. said,
We trying to Rock the Souls?
HOOK:
Whos mic is this?
Im in it, but I aint of it
I live it, but I dont love it
Whos life is this?
I admit it
I aint above it
I gotta get it
But I dont covet
Whos world is this?
Its dated
many love it
I hate it
But I dont judge it
Whos world is this?
Not to conform
Whos life is this?
Here to transform
Whos mic is this?
Flavor, not norm
Salt and light, among the night
Word bond!
VERSE(2):
Thats right word bond
Im trying to Kingdom work like I got a third arm
Most hip-hop needs stimulant turn on, Yak or Bourbon
But not these words from the street that turn Psalm
Brooklyn to Guam, weRing thee Alarm!?
watch God get His in Hip-Hop for certain
Dont front, this culture needs a clear display
A clearer way, somebody make it clear today
Its hard to look on my outward to peep my in
Thats like trying to see my heart beat inside my skin
But if you know hip-hop courses inside my veins
Know all [of] hip-hops blood types aint the same
Im transfused with the Blood of an ancient King
He paid dues, and now I cant help but bling
But not ice, aint talking about a life of crime
My whole crew dont know nothing but a life of rhyme
It aint strange, new birth done met the knock
It done changed, the church done met the block
Its so plain, the God of the Israelites
Got a pain in His heart for the dismal types
He aint concerned about your plaits and your tiny roots
He even thinks you kinda fly with your shinny tooth
He left us in the world and said mix it up
But with a righteous kind of flow that picks it up
before Satan can 666 it up
He gone bust through the sky and fix it up
Buttil then, let this culture make us proud
But only to the point where it starts acting foul
And if it does, aint no time to blackout dude
You gotta put it in a hold and make it tap out, oooooo
Cause to God, hip-hop got to bow and blush
We dont live for hip-hop, hip-hop lives for us
BRIDGE (x2)
VERSE(3):
To each his own,
but none will ever come unseat the throne
Salt penetrates from meat to bone
We tryinna to reach the pain
bring the peace,til they sayPreach it, homes!?
Teach it, man!Keep your dough
cause this is strictly on a need to know
yo, everybody need to know
thats why I gotta lace the flow
til men holla [for]Christ?
like Japan hollasIchiro!?
Men gotta need like Pizza dough
We pull we stretch, but do we ever really reach them, though?
I dont mean no harm, but Ill bet the farm
some put the weight of the mission on skill and charm
And they get iller than all, their killing evolves
But with no alarm, CM will remain calm
Lord, how long the wait, cause this is a long debate
Neither side wants to prolong the hate
They say we reach the church and they reach the streets
But cant find an in or out of season to preach
And theres only two, but you kept the charge the same
The harvest is ready, but the workers lame
I say we reach the church and we reach the streets
And some dont believe and Ill catch the heat
But well take the lash, word bond,
But theyd be surprised if they knew who was ringing the horn
But aint no beef, cause we all still fam
Im gonna shut my teeth and not give the enemy a chance
But just know this, this is our only main stance
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