Holy Culture

Verseone:

Thank god for music that we can use it to do what he said

Deliver his word until we're dead like two in the head

Blue and red, white flashing' lights light up the night

Fiends inside of a building light up a pipe

What do you sell? plus you got a brother in jail?

You would rather be there than to suffer in hell

Come on, what do you tell kids who ask, why are we here?

What's up with all the drama and why all the fear?

I always hear people talk like evil is fun, evil is good

But what about the evil outcome?

You know this can't be the way, this canvas we paint

Can't just be blamed on the powers that be

The artists are us, we draw what we lust

And cause the corruption and problems we see

Hook:

All we do is pray, stay, build, chill, walk the, talk the

Spark the holy culture!

Live, give, speak with meekness… week out and week in

Spark the holy culture!

Versetwo:

Visualize this, visit these lives with such vivid design which

Of course gets distorted then vicious demise hits

The streets will put a tear in your eye

Life is so unproductive, you're here then you die

Bucks growing' up fast pockets blow up with cash

Can't even read the sign that says, slow up or crash!"

Throw up your stash, hope that you're the one who enjoys

All that your hands worked for when you were employed

You and boys have turned into you and your mens

Time has passed you by and ruined your trends

At two and at ten o'clock hands on the wheel

Life is bumpy road can't handle it still

Manage your bills as best you can test of skill

Without cheating' to get by, test of your will

Blessing your meals, thankful that you got what you need

Knowing that you was tripping' your not on your dean

Watching your seeds grow into what you forgot

Bucking off shots on the corner clutching their crotch

Young girls with cash proud cause they got rich quick

But can't even be proud of how they got it

I know i talk like i'm old, i walk by the code

I'll spark up a whole generation of youth

To tune into god, bump these tunes in your ride

Soon we'll be aiight long as we facing' the truth

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Versethree:

Sit back and try to interact with this side of the conversation

Your job while we're conversatin' is to be sincerely contemplating'

Time is wasting' waiting' for legislation to pass,

Inner-city is neglected while education is last

Facing' the blast of cold winds, holding' in heat

Breaking ties with old friends hoping to meet

Someone who rightly wins the title of friend

Who can revive us and make us vital again

But he ain't hard to find, he left behind a trail of truth

Like gold nuggets leading people to the old rugged

Your soul loves it when you understand the situation

We're slaves to sin but in the day of salvation

About facing' is taking place and we're making haste when

We see the lord and his glorious grace and

I hate when people make decisions on religions from behind a curtain

Flirting' with death when no provision has been made for

When this life is over, that's why i like jehovah

Because he makes eternal life doper

I hope ya, don't have to wait in vain

Choosing the wrong one to save you in this spiritual dating game

Ask questions, find out if the one your choosing

Won't have you loosing all in the name of paying dues, man

Behind the door i choose, elohim waits for me and my fellow team mates

To finally meet christ scream hello dream date

Then live happily ever after in the after life

Knowing that only christ suffices as the sacrifice

And that's a nice way to say it but even still i bet the world won't play it but hey

It'll be sweet like raisins kissed by the suns rays

When we praise the raised son all because the son raised

It'll be sweet like raisins kissed by the sun's rays

When we praise the raised son all because the son raised

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