Cypha the Next Day

Album cover art for "Cypha the Next Day" by The Cross Movement & Phanatik & John Wells (The Tonic) & T.R.U.-L.I.F.E. (Virgil Byrd) & The Ambassador & Cruz Cordero & Enock

The Cross Movement & Phanatik & John Wells (The Tonic) & T.R.U.-L.I.F.E. (Virgil Byrd) & The Ambassador & Cruz Cordero & Enock - Rap

Cypha the Next Day

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[Intro] November 4th, 3:14 PM Wassup fam, this is Eric. I can't do it, they say you guys sing too much of Jesus, high school, you know. But I need to know if you guys know anybody, any famous singers. If you do, give me a call anyway, alright? Good peace and God bless [Verse 1: Enock] Rise shine For the light has come I count all things as dung Compared to the knowledge of God the Son Serious as heart attacks Took off my starters hat Put on my martyrs cap Radical to the core Explore The path we travel Where God overshadows Those whose ways are narrow Glorified apparel We'll sport like new garb The bondservants of the Christ The cross The true God The Father brought us back He devised a plan That His Son would bridge the gap Between God and man How else could the Gospel be born If His bodily form Wasn't hostily torn This be the norm Cruising Heaven's highway Representing YHWH The fly way The do or die way I won't hesitate to take my last breath I'm ready to die Cause I possess eternal life after death [Verse 2: Cruz Cordero] Yo here's a pop quiz kid Whose pop gives Eternal life through Christ And who rocks gigs And digs into your chest Like a big old shovel And puts broken hearts together Like a jigsaw puzzle Yo pause baby pa May I bust that bubble By telling you about the God who I trust To turn trouble Into triumph My God be too hard for science He brings rocks For my sling shot So I can drop giants And enjoy the victory As I wave the white flag To the God who wrote Paid in full On my sin's price tag Mics are grabbed Yo we brag much About the Lord who left death In a bodybag cold-crushed plus He's tough rugged and rough Like old rust His tender splendedness Will cause hard rocks to blush He'll interrupt your rap program With a slow jam And have you hold hands To Holy is the Lamb [Verse 3: The Ambassador] (Ahh) What a relief it is to be in Jesus I fooled you with the FUBU And baggies without the creases My chief is Jesus Got's to know Him as my Thesis Without Jesus Even Reese's Can't know what peace is Seek us And you'll see us Truth seekers Youth reachers Paired up like two sneakers True preachers Louder than twenty-two speakers If you peep us You get nothing new Jesus You know we live among tough guys Who say they rough ride But I've seen them meet Elohim And no more tough side And so we're caught up The Savior's got our jaw stuck We're awe struck Cause life's no longer a toss up And though its got a lot of trouble in it In comparison it pales Like a bucket with a shovel in it Cause one day We'll be the eternal residents With the universal President For Whom we represent [Verse 4: T.R.U.-L.I.F.E.] Of course this is A kid whose been through metamorphosis Touched by His Divine Jehovistic scorching fist His life was what He gave He paid So I was bought with it So I've got no remorse Of any sorts When I'm torching it The mic is my element When I'm telling kids Be cautioned with The fast life Without Christ Your portion is Eternal separation making statements Cause I was brought from this Abyss of not Knowing Christ Which was so unfortunate His blood rushed From a thug's touch And to the floor it went And even as I'm speaking To me it makes more than sense Only perfect plasma Could settle up this matter He scored a ten And now I'm born again I'm floored with this idea That He absolutely adored this kid Co-heir to the kingdom And now the most fortunate Man you'll ever meet At least that's what I think Cause by grace through faith Eternal life I have received [Verse 5: The Tonic] Well now Might ya Decipher The First Discipler Angel of Death Sniper Every Superman's Kryptoniter More tighter Than any street fighter On your team Filleting All you saying And praying To your figurine Then there's the hyper Type of God hater Want to Be sequel Equal With the Creator Accolade thief Puppet of the Beast Who's the chief Oh you the piggy with the roast beef Well if it's you Then let me see you quench the sun Then for laughs and fun Blaze up another one Carve the mountains out with your bare hands Take the Dust of earth And form a man But what you gonna breath into his chest? Cause even from our best Comes the breath of death Prepare for Emmanuel's megaverse There's only room for one Sheriff in the universe [Verse 6: Phanatik] Representing The Kingdom Theocratic It's the Phanatik Getting deep As if I was aquatic Nomadic The Son of Man Has no place to lay His Afro Sacred Taber-nacle Dwelling Prevaling Against the gates of hell and Sticking to the cross But without the use of nails And you say great is the mystery Mister we don't understand I'm stalking while I'm walking Through this winter wonderland With some Timberlands Trooping while I'm scooping out the Gospel Don't get hostle It's complex but it's not so Hard to understand But then again It is for some The mystery of the One Who is And was and is to come If I could rhyme for forever twice You would have have heard One-third Of the words That would serve To describe Christ Cause I believe what the text say Trust Christ in the end And you'll be in the cypha the next day [Outro] November 9th, 4:31 PM Yo, it's me, Eric. It's important, just give me a call. I know, I need some singers. You guys didn't make it. Too much of Jesus, you know... I'm saying I need some real singers. You guys are real enough, man. Ay, man, I need some... Alright? This is Eric, give me a call, bye

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