The Chop Chop

Lyrics

[Verse 1] What does it take to make you chop chop? Maybe in the face of this weight we'll make you chop chop I ain't talking bout that weight that makes the cops stop I'm talking facts that push the wig back like drop tops The world sleeps, they don't peep Jesus is top notch Me and my crew we do, we gave Him the top spot He knock-knocks He's deep but invites us to jump in with both feet Like playing hopscotch The great faith we have Will address your mess To make you better like a great rehab And it's His story It goes back long before the scene When the Lord put a bunch of green all up in His forest See why we chop chop, that means we chop it up The truth we break it down, next thing we prop it up Sometimes it's hard to eat the godly stuff Like the enuch in Acts (Acts 8) But like the enuch we ask to chop it up [Hook] Get ready, get ready your mind for the chop chop It's coming steady, so it's time for the chop chop It ain't petty, I hope you're ready to chop chop I know it's heavy, but daddy that's why we chop chop Get His word, get His word for the chop chop Cause it is perfect, it's perfect to chop chop And we can search it, it's worth it to chop chop It's the chop chop, it's the chop chop [Verse 2] Let's get a cypha, I'm hype cause the Bible's coming out I know you're crunk but do you know the God you're crunk about? You can soulja boy, you want me to soulja boy But when the music stops, and a dude just drops, you get so annoyed The whole front rows, eyes just glazed As I try to convey the Missio or Imago Dei It won't get easier, when I'm breaking ekklesia down But you need it, it's sound I welcome y'all to beefier ground Listen my mission is fishing After fishing I'm switching my hat That's half of the mission The other half's in the kitchen Preparing cats for the vision The Scripture, that's what we're giving This nutrition is rich, if it's missing That's bad for the Christian You'll come out looking sort of extra thin Like spiritually your spirit feeds on only Dexatrim Some people, can help us see when we're next to them How godliness can come out, when the text is in [Verse 3] I preach the fully-God and fully-Man I'm up in Philly but it really doesn't matter where I go I'm like a pulley man Some say simmer down, chill like the winter ground Spill that real, that raw, let sin abound Be practical, don't have the Lord's hand in it You'd see plaques if you'll just have it more man-centered Man-centered, anybody can tell you hardly will sell Unless you wise up, and put your God in a shell See I hate this, I take this, I shake this off We can take a little weight, if He could take His cross We can turn, let the midnight oil just burn We can hit them Scriptures, we can toil and turn and get ready..