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"Then the scribe stood on a platform of wood, which they had made for that purpose. And when he had opened the book in the sight of all the people, they stood up. Then the scribe blessed the LORD, the Great God."

[Verse 1: Stephen the Levite]

Hip Hop is only a soapbox

Redeemed Thought does the work of watchman

Like prophets proselytizin' backpackers with walkmen

Soldiers infiltratin' the subterranean nation

Regain the territory Satan is presently reignin' in

We're ambassadors like second Corinthians five: twenty

The gospel is free, rock a show without askin' for money

This is ministry the RT will never conform to industry this is bigger than rap cats is dyin' out in the streets and I gotta preach

Yo there mad lost that we need to reach

And I'm sad to say there's a lot of dumb Christians we need to teach

'cause ninety percent of Christians don't witness

And half of the ten percent left, are better off not openin' their lips

Hip Hop's my soapbox, use it to get my point across

On city blocks, college campuses and coffee shops

Folks stop... look and listen to what I drop

And as long the eyes are on me I'ma lead 'em to the rock

Like Moses in Exodus, composin' sections of an epic told in the old and new testament paraphrased when we represent

The God of harvest who rocked skin like a garment conquerin' sin

For all men when He died on the cross and rose again

Like a divine alarm clock of prophecy

Stopped tickin' the day of the first fruit you got me

Receivin' preeminence exceedin' everything in existance even Hip Hop can show Him no resistance because...

[Hook]

It's just a soapbox

Stand and deliver the gospel when the beat drops

Or not, we must feed the flock

So whether it's a hot beat or an ac

Hip Hop serves Redeemed Thought, it's never the opposite

[Verse 2: muzeONE]

Let me begin my sermon by saying that every track that we're laying

Engaging fact through wordplay while imparting substance to vacant

Hearts sparking cyphers of praying in parking lots and in basements

Are weightless without the statement of Christ's plan of salvation

Portraying selfish abuses of you becomes unfruitful

A warning to lukewarm troops ignoring the axe at the root

So listen to my statement of faith I will impart

While embarking on history's account of my hearts patriarch

God made man, man made sin and death was born

Our fellowship torn, cursed with thorns, only blood can atone

This perfect planet created, destroyed by Satan's temptation

Of Eve and Adam had ate while rebelling God's proclamation

Only God himself can suture man's broken future

So He gave himself a sacrifice to show picture of true love

Animal sacrifices fell short of required perfection

But he poured infinite blood out 3 days before resurrection

All these prior events have been proved tested and tried

I serve not a dead God, but alive and ascended on high

I do not praise the wooden cross beams of which my Savior rocked

So I refuse to use my talents praying to a soapbox

See, both a cross and soapbox are made from nails and trees

So worshipping worthless constructions is called idolatry

I will create no creation that crosses out my Creator

Who crossed out sin on the cross, an crossed the finish line as Savior

[Verse 3: Stephen + muzeONE]

We stand on top of it, not gonna miss it when God has demolished it

Rock it but when God says stop it we'll drop it in a hot minute

Through ac' spittin, optics are opened while scriptures are quoted

Provoking Spirit to flow like h2o causing erosion

When quotin' the B-I-B-L-E, potent the speech of Diety

Spoken to me, I'm free to be broken emcees can see in me

Excellence that is not in me, shinin' in cracks in pottery

Vessel of crappy quality, hidin' the Masters lottery

No Prada or Roca, dwell with my Abba, sip living water

From Cali to Philly fulfilling God's will for RT's saga

Break the necks of idols, preaching Jesus is the issue

While Holy Spirit protects like Tetsuo stalling missiles

Brain tissue is purchased back by it's originator

Faith in Jesus Christ, the only way to meet your Maker

On good terms, death is what we should earn for sin

So you could burn or live if you would turn to Him

'cause it makes sense that since Adam's sin sentenced his innocence

The expense of repentance would be the sentence of Innocence

To pay for the sins of men, so God sent ends in a sense

'cause admit it the mention of sin, tenses your inner sense

One day hip hop will burn away, only God's word is here to stay

All we like sheep have gone astray but Christ is the only way

All other beliefs are false like that of Farrakhan's

Your faith may be sincere, but you can be sincerely wrong

[Stephen the Levite]

"And all the people answered 'Amen, Amen' with lifting up thier hands, and they bowed their heads and worshipped the Lord with thier faces to ground"-Nehemiah 8: 4-6