Christ The King

Push

You ever feeling like the whole world is coming at ya, that trouble got a hand that’s big enough to come and snatch ya. It’s drama everywhere so everywhere is trying to catch ya don’t even believe in this and hoping for the rapture. I never felt like this before this is currently after I came in contact with the Lord and the world and it’s laughter. Clashes I’m trying to be the same dude different attitude like Muhammad Ali from Cassius. Life has gotten drastic I don’t know what happened but Im feeling like if something else go wrong I’m screaming that’s it. The stuff that I be thinking got me feeling like a mannequin, stuck in the same place wondering what’s the plan again? When life is good it ain’t nothing but when that trouble comes it can be hard to chew like a pack of frozen bubble gum. Sometimes I’m feeling numb flirting with I’m hopeless, kissing unbelief though underneath I Know I know this.

V2

Would you classify this as depression, if faith is a grade is it too late did I fail the lesson? I gotta lot of issues feeling like a newspaper, this world is two faced and I ain’t talking dual natures. Just cuz we have faith in God so many love to hate us, they say he’s not real I say he’s just on a hiatus. They say we evolved I say nah it’s God that created, and I will go to any city or town to state it. But sometimes I’m feeling down like my spirit is faded, and I hate it for real, but it’s his will and I know he made it. Feel like I’m on a crash course in the worse way, hoping that faith’ll stop me but today I ain’t got no brakes. Uhnn, at least I’m feeling like that but it ain’t real I might add, I just feeling that bad. When I’m concealing what has been more historically glad there I find faith in my soul, which I historically had.

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V3

Yes fat ladies be singing but it is never over, unless Jehova says it, at best they’ll so regret it. Oh Lord let it be faith in me as the pedigree, to hold me on them days that I’m hoping to be a better me. Give me the eyes to see the enemy and ears to here, so that I’m steering clear and lead my peers up out of here. You’re too great for my sin to be saying that your fake, you’ve proved it if nothing else on the cross where the cost was great. So I’ll harass you cuz I know you glad to, answer any prayers that you’re people will surely ask you. Especially forgiven for living in light of sinning, we deserve the original ending not a new beginning. So my hope for the future is a hope with you in it, so I’ll push aka persevere til it’s finished. Let my sin be diminished, may we all show the world a, how to get heaven believing in Christ clinic.

Return

Ascended fact not pretended he’ll return like he entered same button click message sent it. Sin’s offended amended the spirit hath descended from KJV to ESV we all should be contented. Owned by the blood that sin had previously rented, til Christ gave his pitch and now it’s like we really tented. Let’s clear the air like I vented everything I said meant it, it’s awful’s antonym, splendid. I’m liking where it’s at now the throne that Christ sat down has changed my worldview even my flow has Comsat style. They treat it like a game when he came and claimed that foul, let’s pluralize the pronoun now it’s accurately that’s foul. They not tripping I interpret this through that smile, Romans 1 lenses showing me that’s guile. And all of that while, it seems they didn’t learn so their screams will be seen by the redeemed at his return.

V2

Under the spirits inspiration letters were penned, to tell us tell a friend and tell us he will come again. To tell us hell begins, telling us it never ends, so pretty much everything this is telling us, is not to sin. Now go tell it to them, and tell em then to tell a friend that hell is darker than skinned that’s mixed in with Melonin. And pray they listening via whispering or yelling then, perhaps God’ll grant some repentance unto our fellow men. Ladies and gentlemen til then we bellowing, until we see the face of the son of man settled in. Weather it’s death first, or the sky splits he coming back we gonna see him like no eyelids. He came first as a nail but the grammar teaches, he’s comin’ back and will hammer whoevever’s sin leeches. And that’s contact, the God of War no Kratos, will face those in combat who breached the contract.

V3

It’s Over

Round 1 Jehova head is by the shoulder God’s lifeless body they put it behind a boulder. His legacy should die out his enemies celebrated, all faith in the Christ was violently hesitated. For they that had waited disciples had dissipated, many with faith to unbelief assimilated. Wait wait wait it’s, prophecy validated, it’s Friday night but Sunday morning he is vindicated. Sin tolerated, as Jesus was underrated, the disciples on the run and have become emasculated. Satan is elated he ain’t see that Genesis 3, would be he whose heads crushed, he’s laughing now hehe. The savior couldn’t save himself he want Spose to but that’s what they thinking them that the Lord was close to. What will they do now, their lives are in danger is this the end of the baby born in manger?    

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1. They took him

2. They tried Him

3. Convicted Him

4. They beat Him,

5. They hung Him

6. They killed him

7. They buried Him

8. He rose again

9. They saw Him

10. It’s over, it’s over, he’s alive, the great Jehova!

V2

Round 2 Saturday morning tears are still pouring, shaken heads can’t believe that he’s dead. And he’s not they don’t know it so the plot still thickens why, like a classic from Dickens it’s God doesn’t die. Cuz God doesn’t sin, so death cannot win, so by this time tomorrow he’ll be right back again. With the scars of all human flaws fulfilling laws, anticpation builds like the theme song from Jaws. The disciples all lost, crying and fearing for life scared to come out in the day so at Saturday night. A few sneak around peek around to know what is happening, the second day that Jesus is dead it’s so wack to them. Fearing that the enemies will come after them, with no help from Jesus he always had the backs of them. Their fear is at an all time maximum, they go to sleep not knowing what’s really is happening.    

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V3

Round 3 it’s Sunday morning how can it be, the God man Christ all of life’s mystery. All that nice history is much more than words as predicted by Isaiah 53 they had heard. Greeted by Mary and greeted by some as scary, the implications of Christ life will unlikely vary. 3 days tarried until resurrection, correction faith in Him is eternal protection. Concerning direction resurrection proves he is God, he is not lying or we dying in our trying. But he didn’t so we isn’t bad grammar no he had to rise otherwise hope would’ve died cuz he lied. No bones meaning, his righteousness we are gleaning, sin are cavities and doctor Christ gave us a good cleaning. It’s the only reason why we live how we live, his spirit he gives changes us and claims us as kids. Resurrection.    

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Black Church White Church

Black church white church, they might really be a nice church, but we don’t think they the right church, so we don’t associate with the white church. Even though things might work, their music is different, they just too business. They don’t got emotion where is the shouting, their rhythms off beat we can do without them. Plus we just different cultures, and I don’t trust white folks they can be vultures. Always telling someone how to live, I think they racists they don’t play with our kids. Why we gotta be in the same church anyway I would choose our preaching anyday. We got good music we have church here, we sang so they can’t hang here. But we not racist we just think we should meet in different places. Yeah I work with them won’t go to church with them yeah friends with them that’s where it ends with them. I’m real I don’t pretend with them, it aint like I gotta be best friends with them. I’m just stating fact, and that’s where I’m so what’s wrong with that? THAT!

V2

White Church black church, we can’t recommend that church But we would love to see them at church. With us here yeah that works. But we ain’t trying to go over there, those people different but we still care. From a distance we’ll be polite, but if they came here it would alright. Cuz we think they don’t preach the gospel, or they just not theological. Unorganized real needy, teaching’s topical emotion is their gospel. So we’ll stay segregated, even though we next door, and hope that they make it. We ain’t judging them we can still be loving them even though we ain’t close enough to be touching them. I just love our church. I bet they would benefit from our church. Ain’t that how the gospel works, so why won’t they come to our church. I feel called to reach that community, but not if I gotta leave my community. But the gospel doesn’t give you immunity. The gospel gives you Impunity.

V3

Black church white church, news flash you are Christ’s church. So the color is red that you stand by, bloodshed nuff said hold your head high. Waves your hands by, to how life was, be high on Christ that’s the right buzz. Church segregation ain’t the right love, separation is really hating Christ’s love. We don’t go there, fill in the blank, and fill in the blank their music ain’t. Divided by cultural preferences is all us it is not what his message is. He called us to preach gospel sentences, so all must, complete what repentance is. Cuz we show the world that the Lord is real, or we show the world we got a fake appeal. Listen you were made in God’s image, before any man saw you as an image. So who you are is not who you are, and what defines you should behind you. Accept Christ, so what you thinking that in eternity it matters if you white or black? He made us, for better status, and our color’s red so let’s move ahead.    

Where Would I Be

V1

I’m riding through the city thinking, contemplating all the drug sales and all the drinking. I’m long blinking, I was sinking off my old living, reminiscing on facing 40 something years in prison. Was hard living, at odds with God’s all giving, was all sinning, didn’t want God to cover me was all linen. I hated that what would be truth and my flesh was yelling me too, don’t even believe it if you see proof. I didn’t want peace accept hands to be 2, the last thing I wanted to do was be you. I always thought keeping it real meant be true, to myself but to be true see’s you as wealth. Now I’m living for your glory and what a privilege to know you and know your story. All that you’ve given is your life went before me, so everyday I will live with what I didn’t deserve as I say.

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Where would I be, if you hadn’t died on the cross or if you had no love for the lost

Where would I be, if you didn’t choose me to live as one who would take what you give

Where would I be, no matter what sins I commit, your wrath will consume all of it,

Where would I be, if you hadn’t bled on a tree for a whole bunch sinners like me    

V2

I know this youngin that grew up in the church, a nominal kid who had a father putting in work. He lived his life by the grace given so by all appearances he would be a Christian. But something changed as he got older he became angry with hatred, toward his dad and God his life was the Matrix. Everything was fake accept how he would feel, living for God it wasn’t real he heard no appeal. So his mom and dad prayed that things would really change it was hard on the family to see what he became. It was the darkest time of the family’s life but at the same time they would say they saw Christ. A few years later grace had taken hold, that hard heart got to warmer from being cold. Man what a change to see his whole life re-arranged he had a son and he named his son his dad’s name and claims.

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V3

Grew up in the church all her life she never knew nothing but the grace of the Christ. At an early age she was converted, and rescued from all that’s perverted, unshamedly so, she never came to know. The wickedness that life offers, homeschooled not sheltered, so she hasn’t been fooled by life’s scoffers. Mom and dad trying to raise her right, she got a couple siblings and they trust in Christ, a boring life right? No scandalous sin, no clear rebellion but in her testimony she could see she’s hellion. She is not without sin she knows her heart can say you can do without Him so doubt Him. She struggles just like everyone because her sin is just as worthy of hell as me holding them guns. So she’s fighting for truth with everything, matter fact she got baptized this spring and sings.

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Whatever It Takes

V1
I’m on a mission with my shovel out cuz sin is deep so I’m glad that he has dug us out, And its a fight everyday its like I’m in a bout, ding ding life is a ring the world shouts. And everything is speaking for allegiance, competing with the God I am complete in. I need grace its like my faith is depleting so I’m on my face asking Lord am I deep in. Most of my life has been a rumspringa, meology my introduction to theology. Was like whoa I was offering God apologies, I want the right opinion of him orthodoxy. It takes Moxie nowadays to choose life, we should be asking what are we choosing by choosing Christ. Its more than nice that theology matters, bcuz what you believe determines who you are in the hereafter.

Hook
I’m trying to figure out what this life is about,
I gotta see what I believe in world full of doubt,
Cuz even though I know what’s true to not be confused by the fake,
I’ll do whatever it takes

V2
If I’m honest sometimes I feel the pressure, cuz digging deep is not an option, its doctrine. It is Luke 6 Christ’s words I adopt them building foundations on the sand hope I’m not him. Cuz its easy to fall a victim to and base confidence on what’s insecure that is sinking you. And be deceiving yourself if you don’t think it through, when the storm comes it’ll wash your foundation thru. And I’m telling you it don’t stop hurting’ Unless you build what you building now as a rock person.What I mean is you putting your faith in practice, truth requires action you lay it down like a mattress. So when they ask this ” what’d you build your life on” if Christ is the goal u should be headed for the Pylon so when the storms and the waves come and pile on, your foundations rock solid get your smile on.

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I’m trying to figure out what this life is about,
I gotta see what I believe in world full of doubt,
Cuz even though I know what’s true to not be confused by the fake,
I’ll do whatever it takes

V3
I wanna touch the heart of theology and when I do it Lord help me do it properly and thinking true thoughts all the wrath that you caught, is intensified by the purchases that you bought. The blood shed is the reason I wanna be with him this is no moralistic, therapeutic deism. It’s good news headline reads be digging, no small thoughts all thoughts be that he’s risen. So now lets make this thing practical, since I am convinced this is God’s word and factual. But not merely a list of facts and features they are truths that inform for all what belief is. So I’ll study the attributes of God and I’ll dig deep even when my arms are getting tired, I wont stop until I’ve dug on this spot as I learn you are far but you’re near
you’re the Rock.