The Drawing Board

Lyrics

V.1 Gimme the hat, gimme the snare, gimme the bass drum Gimme the word, gimme a chance, I wanna say somethin' And though I play dumb, I don't pack gun And homie I don't really care where you came from And that ain't tough talk, I preach Christ bled Coz ain't a soul on the planet ever got saved on street cred That sound like the hate, don't it The kind to get you labelled as a fake, won't it But I tell you this and you can put the date on it Fragile breaks when you try to put some weight on it So gimme the truth, gimme life, not that block route I don't want that sand crib, gimme the rock house So when the waves come, they take no toll Even Katrina gotta act like a lady, wink and roll So I ask you, who is heaven waiting for? Well check out Matthew 7, verse 24 In Christ and His words is all that we can put our trust All else is waste, moth, dust, even rust So whether it's your rep or your dough stack God is clocking every move like a LoJack And when He's only judge of what is hot and snapping Turn from yourself, all praise the Block Captain Chorus: More than rap, this is calling bol For the one that's the Son, you can call Him Lord He's dope coz He's hope, if your heart is soft But if not, you'll get rocked by the God who's raw Trust Jesus Christ, sinless life is yours That's the good news, that's why we write these bars Coz the new school ain't heard it all before So it's back to the drawing board V.2 I grew up in New York as a bol that was taught that we guys And girls have all sinned, so we're all fallen and we died In Adam, that's the reason we gather when sin is devised We swarm, sure as bears are always drawn to the beehive Girls like clubbing, strutting, hoping to meet guys Dudes like thugging, bucking, toting the heat Drives nice fancy cars like stars They hope the street buys into the lie That their lives are so complete I've been snatched by the God that's letting men know There's eternal life but now y'all are just in the intro! And yo, when it's over, you, me and your kinfolk Will take a stand, standing before His standards and His goals!! Trust me, you wanna be standing on top of His shoulders Only He measures up, that's his M.O What I'm doing is tryna get you to sober up No fruit but can I get you to hold your cup up So when I pour in the Scripture and slip you the truth I'll find you absorbing the mixture 180 proof couldn't be poured in your pitcher But baby the truth is, the Lord's gonna get you If you don't make a change like a switcher These things will come back to your brain and convict you This is the truth, though there's pain in the picture Man it's with this true love I'm aiming to hit you V.3 Time to take it back to the roots Like the ax swinging at the tree with no fruit Matter of fact Lord, that's me with no You But that should never be That's like the East with no Boom Bap Behind the tracks and all But stranger have happened I'm talking off the wall Like I just saw a man give his life to Christ Left the world and asked his girl to be his wife She was like, can't we just be friends? And on the side, let the benefits be fringe He was like nah, I'm running with God And if I'm just one of your guys then I want us to end I've been a hypocrite before But I ain't dipping on the Lord I don't wanna pretend! Besides, why would I wanna run in opposite of the God who covered my sins? I know, you're probably blown away But in this zone, that happens everyday And I have to say When you see us moving We not just dancing, we fighting like ... Sometimes I'm a punchline guy So bite down on your mouthpiece for these crunchtime rhymes Oh yeah, we don't serve a bunch of snacks But if you want a batch of truth, let's do lunch, I'm buying V.4 I dip with a kick on this coz it was heavy Fit my flow to the stance so the style remains steady Maneuver like the horns, it's on, fill up my levy Now I buss, feel the rush of the truth, I hope you ready Without Christ, man is inadequate and has to get help To form a visually accurate path and it's questions Like please tell me what happens after this Is my life over, do I get another pass at it? Some people say, look man, I can't help sinning Nobody's perfect, I word it different and say you're a sinner As a young'n they said no, they said stop and let go Over and over like an overdubbed echo The reason being, it's because deep within your person There's a heart so wicked that is needs no rehearsing Sex, lies and videotapes, it's standard workings And the mind of Christ is the only thing that can purge it Remember if you ask Him, He'll come in your life Get you right, give you sight, make that broadway tight He's the great Conductor, come walk His narrow street And watch Him turn your life into a Handel masterpiece