Hey Yo I’m back but nobody was asking where I been Cause Christ-centered music is no longer the hot trend Logic says well maybe I should just stop then But I never got into this for a spot in the top ten I do this for one reason- Jesus, the True King, son To help God’s elect obey Hebrews 3:1 And though the rap world is ever crowded If heaven allows it, I’ll keep writing for the seven thousand I know you’re out there, I still get the emails Against the church of Christ the gates of hell will never prevail It’s founded on the Rock and the gospel never stops So we droppin’ the topic whether it’s popular or not Sin is noxious and toxic and the clock is gonna stop God is not to be boxed with, the wrath of God is burning hot We were locked in sin’s closet, our conflict was cosmic God plotted to stop it, hit the demonic with a shot I was coppin’ narcotics, agnostic with a plot No optics for the knowledge of the God who often knocked Jesus rocked me with the gospel and it tied me up in knots So I hopped in a rocket and met the Prophet at the top
My depravity was total, not small like pox I was chained to sin, I couldn’t take off the locks I thought I was a player, a mack with the flavor Say “I know what the time is”, but I ain’t read Isaiah I would chuckle daily as I paid for disgrace Eyes were always puffy like I got sprayed with mace I would toot my horn at parties and I would do bars Got so intoxicated I was ready to do Mars Notorious for acting pretty silly in my city Philly Friends hear about it and be like, “Whoa, Did he really?” Because I played dirty Bill Lambeer style Through great mercy Spirit-filled and dear child Went from so gritty to headed to a gold city In Christ I shine, the world’s like, “No Biggie” Whatever- time to sing, I’m putting faith on the song 1:12 displayed in John the way to respond When His patience runs out, then it’s time for the rod, man Microwave wrath of God, fam That’s why because of Christ I got mad joy All I’m saying is I used to be a bad boy!
But nowadays I’m regenerated Born again from above, fam, how else can I state it? Went from various vices to a kid that’s married to Christ Using literary devices to spit it very precise My conversion to the Master was so dramatic I just wanted to be an ambassador or fanatic The gospel was my tonic- With Christ I couldn’t lose But to walk with God like Enoch, I knew I couldn’t cruise This walk is a beast but nothing’s greater than the cross Saw the Mark of the East and the Raiders of the Lost While Tower Records was choosing to carry G-Unit I was on that Revolutionary Theme Musik The brothers from the Lou held it down as well But we noticed a big shift in 2012 Around the time Jackie asked me about Calvinism Christian Hip-hop found a different algorithm And crossed over without taking the cross over Made us all sober- years later, is it all over? Trip asked me if I was still motivated I was quiet, but I wanted to say “No, I hate it
Because brothers in your camp causing lots of confusion I love them as brothers in Christ, but not their conclusions They wanna reach the world? By all means keep pursuing it But tell me, why they gotta diss the church while they’re doing it? That’s what I wanted to say, but I ain’t say it though But no more laying low, I want them to play it slow And I ain’t dissing them, my prayers are the proof Like Boaz without Ruth is unity without truth CHH is like gorillas in the mist With no brotherly love, it’s like Philly don’t exist What’s happening here? It’s a different atmosphere Cats appear most concerned about a rap career Brother overseas being slain in the sand While we’re vain in our plans seeking fame and some fans And I ain’t got time to philosophize, Satan got a plot devised I’m seeing lots of guys apostatize On top of all that, Donald Trump’s the president It’s all good though, cause Jesus trumps the president So more than ever, I’m trying to rep the Lord who bled And we ain’t never gonna stop, word to Corey Red!
I’m just trying to give a healthy demonstration Of theocentric music for the selfie generation You see the problem is sin, no riddle in it Cause all sin got “I” in the middle of it We’re mad depraved and truly evil We need to be born again without a Matt Damon movie sequel In the gospel, God addresses our depravity The Lamb slain at Calvary, the depths of His agony He rose from the grave with abundant grace So when we come in faith- He’ll bring us up from the sunken place Our sin’s decrepit depths left a mess No rest was left ’til Jesus put death to death The beauty of the victory truly is a mystery The cross of Jesus Christ is at the nucleus of history Before the cross they were saved on credit After the cross, we’ve been saved on debit Since our Champion in the great war suffered We gonna proclaim His death like the Lord’s Supper So welcome to the Still Jesus project Yo, we just getting started and we got a lot left!