The Last Cypha

Lyrics

[Hook] Move on up, one by one We ain't gonna stop until the work is done [Phanatik] From the days of - all the way to - We scream yes Lord and we pressing forward Hell can't stop the advance This is not a game boy, you do not understand Beware when these scholars meet on the beats Prepare yourself, for what, theology meets the streets It's almost like the Theophanies that everyone's waiting to see Like the CD from Hazakim If you don't understand what I dropped in these rhymes Catch me online @ christian-hip-hopper-dot-com [Trip Lee] Aye these cats been killing it in the past now they passing the baton We rap for the same passion in the fashion of a don We been passed our little raps about our fashion and our garms We make tracks about the life that's everlasting in the Son And that's that, since there's still cats in need of this truth We either meet 'em in the streets or spit some heat in the booth Lord we ain't letting up so let us lead 'em to You We ain't leaving, we seeking to feed 'em some T.R.U.T.H The point being, we ain't quitting, Christ is running the spot So we staying On Duty, we ain't punching the clock [The Tonic] God made me blessed, dark and ebony, opposite of brevity Who in this game gon' tell me 'bout longevity? If I had my way, I'm going 'til I'm 70 Return to King Jesus, the only thing will settle me I said that, to say that, I'm qualified to say this God got some young bucks coming for your playlist And they don't play dat, they know what it's hitting for Know God's word and they know what it's written for The present position is so significant Loyal bond-servants of His Most Magnificent [R-Swift] I go by the name of - quote, quote, no name Coz compared to His name, I'm nameless, no brainer Stepped out of His frame just to place His blameless frame up Till He was frameless to save us We don't need handclaps and accolades When man's appetite is for sin, the hell is the aftertaste Cats is after the rat-race, chasing the fast way Facing the crash, chasing this rat at a fast pace We promote the Lord's hope to the hopeless Provoked by a motive to show His dopeness! [T.R.U.-L.I.F.E.] Listen, you can trip if you want to, I'm just getting started I been about the Lord's business since the day I was Fathered When I aim for the target, I don't plan on missing Coz my mission, keep my heart focused on the harvest Believe it or not, the sweetest to me I get to pass on the baton to M-A-C I told him stand on the truth cuz and N-L-T You're not just an emcee with an MPC Stay in the Lord's face, never let your tank empty And He'll keep your life blocked frame for frame like a... [Mac the Doulos] I'm never apologetic for the apologetic rhetoric Keep my head in the text of the Testament More than speech, we heed what we read in it Tryna bring the lost to the cross and show 'em how we repping it These unsaved emcees ain't giving Jesus His due, tryna play Him weak T.R.U.-L.I.F.E taught me how to make them beats So Christ and the emcees can take these streets We tryna move men to move with the movement And preach the gospel that makes more movement [Ambassador] Look at the cross, look at the grave, look at the Son up high Looking to celebrate His ways, whether on stage or not Ghetto raised but hello, grace came, oh my Now no more getting drunk, no more cain, no lie You got attacked dun but a cross really was strapped on The back on, of Him who got beat like a Rap song He passed on, Peter and John said, yo the cat's gone Laid Him down, day three, the ladies found, it's back on We relay it like a baton You can't stop it, it's an elephant and you are being sat on [Iz-Real] Promised to connect Fruits of my rhyme, given any time, in every line While many grind, we open mini-blinds, they spiritually blind Empty lines in the heart of hearts are simply signs Of their need for Christ and His worth in this earth is never found And supplements to their arguments so their crooked heart Active crooks in their mind? leave 'em paralyzed like crooked spines Ten years and beyond, we on the frontline And each rhyming and hunger for truth, look at the lunchline And we prepared for the worst, this ain't a game HOLINESS FIRST TILL WE UNDER THE EARTHHH [FLAME] I'm not concerned at all With whether not, these people remember me I'm reminded of Timothy that was passed the baton If I can pass on the passion that was passed to me Through the work of the Trinity using C-M-R Then Amen, mic to my mouth, Bible in hand Tears in my eyes, taking a stand until the Second Coming He gripped my soul, now I'm sold out Ignited a Fire that won't go out Sound doctrine, this ain't stopping Christ teaching the absolute truth I'll keep preaching [Da' T.R.U.T.H.] Now y'all now we're the legs and feet of the Legacy Predestined to be before the pregnancy All just a piece in the puzzle, if I can speak on myself I'm walking in the footprints that were left for me Cross Movement blew breath in me Showed me the ropes Not just how to go hoo! in the shows And that's cold like snow cones, how to stay low holmes Plus they told me how to stay connected like phone poles? It's so cool how they elevated Christ Now we all on track like Talladega Night