Shock!

Lyrics

Yah, you know my signature I be the Tonic With my man Earthquake And we be the Gift Constantly surrounded by the Movement In the Spirit of Jesus Christ Now you can be shocking Or you can get shocked Check this.. Now I can dig into the holy data With the clicking of the fader Though delivered from the swamp I can still snap it like a gator And rightly divide the data back into the data For those that are hungry, we can whip up the batter Singing hey diddle diddle, can this cat get fat? Over top the fiddle, heat up the griddle And flip scriptures hot in stacks like flap jacks Or pancakes with thick breaks, hearty like steaks With lessons in the essence of seeking God in His presence While some 'round here sacrificing pheasants We be standing on top of a hill looking over Letting our lights shine before men like a supernova Though it's dark because of God I'm brighter Bubonic, chronic, demonic, sucker emcee fighter Here to tax and levy the evil and heavy Built like a Ford with the flex of a Chevy And you can smell the drag of the rubber from my mags Cause I was out so fast you couldn't peep my tags So now I'm off the gas so you can see where I'm from As you ease up, you see I'm from the Kingdom Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done but none Come to the Father 'less they come to the Son And that'll take you past any nirvana, that's a blast of shekinah But some will be shocked, watch! We coming with the Shock! And y'all can catch the Shock! We coming with the Shock! Let the world catch the Shock! We coming with the Shock! Jesus Christ brings the Shock! In Christ we come to blow up the spot Three to get ready cause we all must go The wages of sin will let you know That death be coming no man can hide As surely as we live we gots to surely die This ain't meant to scare, ain't meant to haunt You can eat all the fish and herbs you want Pull all of the skin off your chicken wings Only drink fresh water from the natural springs Vitamix, vitamax in stacks you buy No pork, only greens and beans on rye No cholesterol, alcohol or smoke But all in all, we all still croak So you can join a health kick wave And be another healthy person on your way to the grave And that's good, shows you're not simple You're honoring God by taking care of your temple But what about life beyond this place? Are you lifting spiritual weights and pumping up faith? In prayer do you do sets? In church do you do reps? To build righteous massive biceps and pecs Oh watch out, are you about to flex? And give God the glory from this life to the next So as the crab grass grows up around your tombstone Will your epitaph give you the last laugh or will it have.. For all those evil, bold and in control Bend over, it's time to spank the cheeks of you soul And it won't matter if you call Dyfuss (DYFS) Cause it's never abuse if the love be righteous It seems the world has gone hysterical And needs to be slapped back to the real facts About who be the Imperial One to keep air in your lungs and milk in your cereal The only moon glower and the only sun setter Now you've been potty trained but you're still a bed wetter In other words, you know what God requires But you wanna see how close you can dance to the fire You've never been burnt so you're funky, mikosa To see if you can stay free from the smell of the sulfur Spiritual youngster, swearing you grown Trying to throw on righteousness like it's cologne But you're mistaken cause it's much more than faking Cause that's like trying to throw sugar on bacon Like trying to mix the sweet with the grease Or like saying you don't like cheese But you're down with the "meece" Or the mice or like tre is point But you box car the dice Or like at a funeral tryna throw rice What? It ain't working is it? Well in your day in the sunshine beware of the blizzard Cause contraire to care, God won't be mocked So in you're Glock lingo, the hammer is cocked If the armored Christ vest, breastplate ain't there to block Prepare for the trauma that comes with the...