[Verse 1]

Just gimme gimme fire beats, hard bars charged with Messiah's speech

You know, something like what some man of God had or might have preached

Just bring that heat with lyricism and reverence

Folks, please pardon me, you see I'm old and irrelevant

But I relate to particular styles and tastes

In particular, stuff from days records spun and they lived in crates

If you was wack, it was rough if you want to rap

To jump in the cypher you must to be nice or call it a wrap and that's that

But nowadays I judge with different criteria

Still check for a spitter's flames but I'm trying to get near Him bruh

I feel that art for art's sake is worthless

'Cause what God made He made with a certain purpose

And if rap can be music and words that can work for worship

Then it's good that we exert a strong effort if God is worth it

So give us what wouldn't make the bandwagon or float with currents

That's classic containing words everlasting and dopest lyrics

[Verse 2]

If you're riding with the message and method with which I send it

Then this one's for you my dude, 'cause this is strictly for my ninjas

My good brothers that love the Lord but they like it raw

From the word of God spitting bars, that's what my mic is for

This one's for y'all that's been waiting since I've been gone

That been pacing, impatient, like what is taking so dang long, bruvah

The answer's probably too complex even for me to get

In short, a lack in character and faithfulness, to keep it frank

If you've been in the loop then you know this is truth

And you should know how straight I shoot and I don't try to make excuses

But life been swinging dukes been, trying not to lose

How could you understand the bruise less you been stomping in my bootses bruvah

But I could never put the Mike down

Like any heavyweight in Tyson's prime when it was lights out

So as the Lord permits through gifts to kick tight stuff

I'll keep a stiff grip on the mic & keep it Christ up

[Verse 3]

I love it when the beat is tough, riding through the streets and let your speakers thump

Rapping for the glory of Jesus, that's what my people want

Just spit that fire that gives me godly desires

To take up the sacred writings inspired to dig inside them

You know, the kind of stuff that’ll check you and straight challenge you

Biblical thoughts with force to correct and affect your character

The type of records that get you to start to reflecting

The implications of being a wretch when God is majestic

The kind of songs that encourage the souls of saints

By marveling in the Gospel with proper response to grace

Wait, wait -- how about a jam that’s repping the great I AM

In step with the Spirit, injected with lyrics to save a man

How about if when your music’s bumping at your show

We get stirred up with affections and sing worship to the Lord

I’m no scholar of ministry, methods, or ways we should emcee

But we wanna get God with our music, maybe it’s just me