We spit the real/ and it’s fact/ not fiction/ and it’s ill/ this wax I’m itching to scratch and mix in to
The format is the Christian/ life so where’s the door mat/ with the welcome?/ I’m not stopping til I hear Him say “well done”/ they know not the waters I draw my well from/ my well sprung but I held my tongue til it burst/ drenchin’ you not just quenchin’ your thirst/ now you’re swimming in it/ and in a minute it’ll diminish your mission and move God’s position to the forefront/ this is for all my appalled by evil with hearts that beat for what the Lord wants/ you can call this Christian rap/ oh, what?/ You aint know Christians rap? I’m strapped with analogies of faith/ waving God’s aroma so your soul can see how good He tastes/ I’m starving for Him/ you are too/ you’re probably wonderin’/ “who are you?”/ maybe I’m the last of dying breed/ like a dying steed running his last lap with blinding speed/ or maybe I’m stock from a new breed/ crops from a new seed growing in the soil of earth/ if so/ give props for the new me/ God’s doing a new thing/ I’m a product of His toil and work/ He’s the/ Master Craftsman/ He crafts men after the fashion of the last Adam/ not the first/ the first was cursed/ we all take after the first one from birth/ that’s why we must be born again/ otherwise/ it can never be on again/ So/ if you dare to listen/ warning/ you will hear content that is very Christian/ warning/ this album is just the B side/ I gotta say for side A you really need to see me live/ at least I pray that’s how it is/ that the real Phanatik LP would be everyday just the way I live/
These dudes need to stop/ the uprising it is so/ unwise and there is no/ one higher and oh/ His empire is so/ much flyer than those/ young guys and there clothes/ cars and tires and there flows/ are so tired you just know/ they all are lying even so/ yall’ll buy em I’m like yo/ yall why when there’s no truth in it/ but disc jocks/ these are the same dudes who’s music diss God/ and even so you spin it/ and push ads/ and add to the bad you could push the good but the good doesn’t bring enough cash/ it’s not that the good isn’t good enough it’s just that hood is stuck/ and you get enough bucks to keep us on smash/ nice moves/ everything’s astounding/ the bling and the money it got a lot of’em killed awww!/ But Christ rules everything around me so scream if the money aint got a lot of appeal yalllll/ the love of money is the root to all evil/ money means power/ power means pleasure/ pleasure that’s lethal/ but nothings equal to Him/ He’s better for sure/ plus at His right hand is there is pleasure forevermore/ I could say more but must I?/ I trust I got it all covered but plus I/ got about eighteen more tracks for yall/ raw raps repping the LORD/ All capitals/ so enough with this into/ let’s go/ let’s get on with it/ on with the show/ said enough with this intro/ let’s go/ let’s get into to it/ on with the show
