Playa' Hater #1

Verse 1: Light'em up

Click the switch

Juice up your watts

To the next notch

Till you find your niche

I pray God adjust my pitch

So that my beam comes shining-out clean and rich

Though I go to illuminate Gods Plan

Darkness waits for me after the jam

Now I'm Protestant, which means I'm a protester

If the world was Sanford, then they would call me Esther

Cause some think that the way I live is real ugly

Cause some find sin kinda cozy and snuggly

Com-for-table

But still not able

To tell real truth, from what's on cable

Cause some don't know, when the light starts shining?

It could light your path or it could start blinding

Or inspire

Or maybe set fire

Or blaze up the wicked, just like a vampire

Who's been hit by the rays of the Son, ever dawning

Who rose over sin real early in the morning

We let the scripture

Paint the picture

Then lay back in God's Holy rickshaw

Those with the foul mixture

Tear to pieces like a jig-saw

But we say "nix yall"

And leap the pitfall

Yeah, yeah, yeah, cause the crucifix-yall

No arguing or debating

Just set the record straight about who's playa' hatin'

Chorus: The foul rip Christ and they just won't stop

So be not deceived cause God is not mocked

For what they sow, they're sure gonna reap

So just lay back and wait for The Thief

That's coming in the night, cause He knows how to

Creep from Eternity and catch'em like blaaow!

Let's see what's said when it's all said and done

When they have to come face to face with Playa' Hater # 1

Verse 2: If everybody claims to know the problem

Then how come ain't nobody solving

Why do the pains of this world keep coming thru throbbin'

Check the tragedy

The world prefers darkness, instead of His Majesty

We push positivity

But positivity X-Jesus, is positively

A good attempted at chivalry

Hard work ethic, and good discipline

Won't score points, even though it's good dribblin'

It's the sizzlin' hot hand

That puts the ball thru the can

And God's Tres'

Blaze

Far away

From the range of mortal man

You can test? But miss? And it's penalty

Some slide down to Hell every so gently

Others say Hell is a conspiracy pushed by believers

To ruin triple-X sex and take away the real bomb cheeba

They say it's all natural

And try to make it practi-cal

And say "You can be down with God, even though you living foul"

That's that playa' mind, they playing God to the left

But on His right hand is the One who rose over death

So for those not feeling Him and preferring worldly fun

Then just call Him "The Wrath": Playa' Hater # 1

Chorus Repeated