Cypha 911

Lyrics

[Verse 1: The Tonic] Ay yo I'm screamin' 9-1-1 I got a man down son Death is tryin' to take him under like Biggie, Pac and Pun I need backup And bring the full doses Ah forget it No time Hold on kid Here's the prognosis Sin has hit you in your head And caused a kind of amnesia Now you can't remember God Or why you have the social fevers The violent seizures Help him Jesus Somebody copy Yo tell God We gonna need the anesthesia [Verse 2: Phanatik] God's eyes Despise Lives That lie So live truth And give proof That God is high And lifted up Above the twisted Minds of men God has called you Time and time again I go to work You know Like it's 9AM Tryin' hard To find me a friend Who reminds me of Him Not just puttin' on a godly act With godly rap But the real deal Y'all copy that? [Verse 3: The Tonic] Ay yo I copy Good job Keep doin' it I'm on a metropolitan Undercover Rescue unit On a stakeout Eatin' sushi and takeout Makin' visible A criminal Who's tryin' to pull a fake out He's an old pro Who put the business into show But you never really know Cause he does it on the low Gotta go He's in flight Ten-Four He's tryin' to make a move Like an angel of light [Verse 4: The Ambassador] Set it straight man Tell the real deal about Satan No horns Pitchfork Red suit Or cape man But he hates man And makes plans To play the game He's not omniscient So he study Your jaded frame Knows all your favorite things Your maiden name Your crave for fame Tricks you like David Blaine But the Savior came And told us His days are wane Causin' major pain Cause he's gonna bathe in flames [Verse 5: Phanatik] Roger that Rollin' down this world's hostile rivers With Christ the Lifesaver And my crew Of Gospel givers Survival packs Attached to their backs Filled up with notepads Bibles and tracts We're not comin' to do C-P-R We're here preachin' the Christ Of the C to the R O-S-S Your best bet Is to accept the Lord While your breath is left [Verse 6: The Ambassador] Dispatch I need backup I'm on the corner of Hell Street But problem They seem to think they're already healthy Tryin' to tell them but they want to tell me I see their frailty But the gospel doesn't work Unless the victim's sayin' help me They're too wealthy They're tellin' me to get lost They need the Red Cross Their insurance can't pay what it costs For man's cure Somethin' nothin' but the blood can ensure I'll implore Once more But then it's over Ten-Four [Verse 7: The Tonic] 10-4, 1 Adam 12, 1 Adam 12 In the process of rescue working I fell Man down, I repeat man down Now I need a rescue and ain't no one around But by the grace of God I can tie a tight tourniquet Confess and let God put my life in a split Copy that H.Q. by His stripes I'm healed Give me some proper time and I'm back on the field [Verse 8: Phanatik] See, while you bouncin in party lines I'm hard to find, guard my mind I eat drink and sleep on army time at 00:00 hours I'm solar powered Draw strength from the Son of God and hold it down for the Christians, I'm trippin? You call me a liar? Cuz I'm screaming emergency and you can't see the fire But when you sense the ergency Jesus says, "I am the One" to rescue from the wrath comin'. Come in 911 [Verse 9: The Ambassador] It's a code red -- men are in a crisis; men are Christ-less They underestimate how strongly sin entices Even when we show them the price list, their vices Has them saying "yeah I know it's wrong but I like this!" We know the feelin', its appealin' just like when hotties flirt Wearin' shoddy skirts with their "Bath and Body Works" But we tell it to men, 911, then we'll tell them again Sin's fun but there's HELL at the end Over and out