V.1 - J-Silas

Blaw! Guess who's back and transformed

Victorious like Joshua blowing the ram’s horn

God will crush this throng while I rush the door

Mighty warrior, swing the hammer with the thrust of Thor

Blood it met the floor from the cross that drips

Pen hit the paper like the nails hit His wrists

You like, what is this? The gospel dawg

Blind men see the light in the midst of fog

Tear down the walls, Lord I'm ready to take this here

16 bars of truth, spit without the fear

RockSoul rocks souls from here to the Roman's dome or the Colosseum

Praising my God AM to PM

You know, J-E to the S-U-S

Not mankind, mankind lies in death

With the covers on baby coz He’s comfortable

Close that, that casket's full

V.2 - Tre-Z

I live the life of an urban pilgrim

Dwelling amongst the grimiest, shiestiest, two-faced and some-timiest

Tryna make the light of Christ obvious to a people cold and numb like frostbitten fingertips

They tryna nullify what we testify

Till I look 'em square in the eye and tell 'em, CHRIST CRUCIFIED

Died like the rest of them

Went to the lower parts and grabbed up the best of men

Put the “wop bop a loo bops” on death and sin

Freed the captives then resurrected again

On the third day, contrary to what men say

Christ Jesus is Lord, Savior, Good Shepherd and Sensei

Swinging a double-edged sword

If you die in sin, you can't come back like you lost the seventh Dragon Ball

The Second Coming's gonna be tragic for you disbelievers

Jesus' beef will snatch your wigs off like “Come on Cletus”

V.3 - R-Swift

I approach mics to spit the fire of Christ

So while you searching for the limelight tryna shine bright

My position is the frontline, preaching life

Quicker than a thief in the night, my theme is Christ

I walk the streets with a mission

To fulfill the Great Commission

Through rhyme-spittin'

I spread the message of the crucifixion

And how our living is a description

Of the sin-sickness but there’s deliverance

The Rock of Ages who rocked death to save us

When we were locked in cages

Spreading glorification

I spit rhymes to faces

To praise His name which is blameless

I use the mic to speak Christ to whom the aim is

Through salvation, there’s life

And all you got to do is claim it

Amen

V.4 - Shai Linne

Ayo you money-hungry preachers better check yourself

Yo what's the deal with this gospel of health and wealth

All the blab-it, grab-it, name-it, claim-it trends

Christ ain’t die so you could drive Mercedes-Benz

So you could take your ends and placate your friends

The Son of God was crucified to pay for sins

The sight I peeped on TV one night was deep

Blind sheep tossin' they loot beside your feet

Your materialism has gone way too far

The world mocks you coz you're more worldly than they are

We try to speak and do what's righteous

Don’t care if you don't like us

If John the Baptist was here, he'd a called you a brood of vipers

1 Timothy 6 makes it clear to me you're teaching heresy

Don't get me wrong, I ain't tryna be no Pharisee

All I'm saying is simply preach the Word brethren

And let's honor our Lord by storing treasures up in heaven

V.5 - Corey Red

The Church says it's love if I teach the blood and forgiveness

But label me thug if I curse Saint Nicholas

They tell me, don't say this, don't say that, change your lyric

Everybody's a critic but I ain't tryna hear it

In the ministry I always got the freedom to preach

But the industry always take my freedom of speech

My freedom to teach, to me, censorship is a leech

But life ain't fair, nobody cares

The mic I always split from the heart

Spit from the heart, nick from the heart

These be the rhymes you only get from the heart

Satan's kingdom, God's wrath will soon tear it down

I make you laugh but shed the tears of a clown

You lame cats hug me then you diss me when I'm gone

But you same cats will miss me when I'm gone

Corey Red, I'm Christian and I'm raw

And when I die then you'll realize

You should've listen to me more