Test it

Album cover art for "Test it" by The Cross Movement & The Ambassador & Phanatik & John Wells (The Tonic)

The Cross Movement & The Ambassador & Phanatik & John Wells (The Tonic) - Pop

Test it

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The concoction, stir it up The Ambassador, the Phanatik, the Gift Heaven's Mentality So all those who believe what they believe Come put it on the table Don't be scared Let's test it Very superstitious and everybody wants three wishes From a genie or a religious eeny, meeny, miny, moe, pick a psychic flow You say they're on point coz they told you 'bout your big toe You say how would they know I had a bunion? Told you to take coins and stuff 'em in an onion Then put 'em in a shoe box up in the attic But make sure that the floor is quadratic Man I had it clear up to my brain cabinet You better beware of this witchcraft habit Can this carry you across sin's chasm? Well if not then it's all just a phantasm Leading you into a very real fantasia Razor tongues cut deep but you can't feel it coz you numb Man even those in the fam looking for more than the words of the Son Tryna have fun saying, God told me this, the Lord told me that But if it ain't confirmed in the Word, it ain't fact But some still continue and I think it's sick Coz back in the day they would've had to catch a brick If it's blessed, then come manifest it Bring it down, let's test it If it's blessed, then come manifest it Bring it down, let's test it Coz this is only a test, it's only a test But if you're gonna bring it, then you better bring your best Coz anything less might burn in the fire Come, come, let's test it Come grab your test paper from the teacher, slash preacher wiithout the collar Not scheming dollars and won't even scream and holler less the track's on But even when I'm subtle, you'll still get your bubble blown If you're out to rebuttal known facts about Messiah Invite me to your huddle zone, even to your cypha Come let us reason If there's a God, let's figure out how to please Him And if He's dead, we'll go ahead like we don't need Him It sounds strange but tell me who do you believe in? See since we got our pardon from the Garden of Eden And pulled a treason, there's been some confusion About who's really real and who's the illusion? Is this thing based on skin pigmentation? Is God just a figment of our imagination? Coz we can't trace Him, is it the other way around? Is man the figment, do we even weigh a pound? Do we hold weight as we rotate on our axis? Who's world is this, I've been dying to ask this We can't help what we are Can't change our future by clicking heels or wishing on lucky stars We need a change but whose got the method? You think you do, put it on the table, we'll test it You can test ours, matter fact we suggest it You won't be let down by the King, Mr. Majestic The Son of God, one of a wide selection But who else has a check in the column for resurrection? If it's blessed, then come manifest it Bring it down, let's test it If it's blessed, then come manifest it Bring it down, let's test it We're informed that when a phat track's on Crews and packs form and swarm To hear the next man get his rap on Leaving God out, that's norm but that's gone Coz we step down to give Jesus the platform We put Him back on the map, long live this Triune Squad, the real God not the Wizard of Oz Nah the real God with total mastery With the capacity to speak a decree and it has to be As for me, I'm loving this, truth and ruggedness We sing to the King of the Theocratic Government We're brothers-sent, never hesitant to represent heaven The fly way, Yahweh's resident The opinions don't vary In heaven it's all about the slain Lamb not the tooth fairy Santa Claus, mother nature, rabbit paws Father time, luck, the man upstairs, that all had to fall We exalt the Savior, Mr. Fix-It The Living Water with more flavor than Mystic I know statistics don't create optimistic odds for God But He won't fade, He's not lipstick It's prime time for divine glory to shine He says, victory is mine Man's wise, but only in another man's eyes The God-man lies and waits for a man when a man dies And that's a fact coming at you, don't let death catch you Christ died, you no longer have to My suggestion is there be no more fessin' or guessin' Bring it to the front for the testing

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Credits

Producers
  • EarthQuake (Cross Movement)