Holy Culture

Lyrics

Thank God for music that we can use it, to do what He said Deliver His word until we're dead like two in the head Blue and red, white flashing lights light up the night Fiends inside of a building light up a pipe What, do you sell, plus you got a brother in jail? You would rather be there than to suffer in hell Come on, what do you tell kids who ask, why are we here? What's up with all the drama and why all the fear? I always hear people talk like evil is fun Evil is good but what about the evil outcome? You know this can't be the way, this canvas we paint Can't just be blamed on the powers that be The artists are us, we draw what we lust And cause the corruption and problems we see We need to pray, stay, build, chill Walk the, talk the, spark the Holy Culture Live, give, speak with meakness Week out and week in, spark the Holy Culture Visualize this, visit these lives with such vivid design Which of course gets distorted, then vicious demise hits The streets will put a tear in your eye Life is so unproductive, you here then you die Bucks growing up fasts, pockets blow up with cash Can't even read the sign that says, slow up or crash Throw up your stash, hope that you're the one who enjoys All that your hands worked for, when you was employed You and your boys have turned into, you and your mens Time has passed you by and ruined your trends At two and at ten o'clock, hands on the wheel Life is bumpy road, can't handle it still Manage your bills as best you can, test of your skill Without cheating to get by, test of your will Blessing your meals, thankful that you got what you need Knowing that you was trippin' that you not on your deed Watching your seeds grow into what you forgot Bucking off shots, on the corner, clutching their crotch Young girls with cash, proud coz they got rich quick But can't even be proud of how they got it I know I talk like I'm old, I walk by the code I'll spark up a whole generation of youth To tune into God, bump these tunes in your ride Soon we'll be aight, long as we facing the truth All we do is pray, stay, build, chill Walk the, talk the, spark the Holy Culture All we do is live, give, speak with meakness Week out and week in, spark the Holy Culture Sit back and try to interact with this side of the conversation Your job while we conversating is to be sincerely contemplating Time is wasting, waiting for legislation to pass Inner cities neglected, while education is last Facing the blast of cold winds, holding the heat Breaking ties with old friends, hoping to meet Someone who rightly wins the title of friend Who can revive us and make us vital again But He ain't hard to find, He left behind a trail of truth Like gold nuggets leading people to the old rugged Your soul loves it, when you understand the situation We're slaves to sin but in the day of salvation About-facing is taking place and We're making haste when we see the Lord and His glorious grace and I hate when people make decisions on religions from behind the curtain Flirting with death when no provision has been made for When this life is over, that's why I like Jehovah Because He makes eternal life doper I hope you don't have to wait in vain Choosing the wrong one to save you, in this spiritual dating game Ask questions, find out if the one you choosing Won't have you losing, all in the name of paying dues man Behind the door I choose, Elohim waits for me and my fellow teammates To finally meet Christ, scream, hello dream date Then live, happily ever after in the afterlife Knowing that only Christ suffices as the sacrifice And that's a nice way to say it, but even still, I bet the world won't play it But hey, it'll be sweet like raisins, kissed by the sun's rays When we praise the raised Son, all because the Son raised It'll be sweet like raisins, kissed by the sun's rays When we praise the raised Son, all because the Son raised