Lift Up The Banner

I am as serious as a heart attack to attack hearts delirious who need a triple bypass

Father son spirit is the medical kit equip with rhetoric to make this emcee last

Jump start your heart palpating for the gospel

I'm just a hip hop nozzle

Flowing with the blood of christ this mic device

To paint the town red wake up the dead

Gospel rap mixed like hash and henrock

Your headsnock grimlock call me dinobot

Pop-lock top notch yeah i rock spots

Rapping for jesus who was nailed with three shots

I count all things as dodo to pursue

The knowledge of christ who through you can move too

I ain't cuckoo this ain't no vodoo i spkew

Life is a question here's a few clues

Hook:

Lift up the banner

Bring down the manner

Shout to the top of your lungs hosanna

Check out the grammer

No propaganda praise the lord is what we say in atlanta

It's the beginning of sorrows no promise for tomorrows

Rumors of war time is only borrowed

Government disputes lead to marching troops

It's getting sick

From new york to gaza strip

False teachers after money using the pulpit

Sex and weed indeed is making your soul bleed

The mind is the battlefield and the flesh is weak

Suicidal thoughts are caught up in the brainstem

Contemplating spirit is aching

Searching for solutions in the hip-hop nation

Death is calling your hand cause you tried to bluff

Climbing the tower of babel was it high enough

Nah! i don't think so

Tear down your shingles watch the light sink through

In your heart and mingle

Too many constipated by cars, clothes, etc.

But jesus got the enema

I'm on this track rollerblading

With helmet of salvation

Strap to proclaim who frees the heavy laden

Saving made men is his occupation

Eternal employment never leaves or forsakes him

The boss endure the cross over two thousand years ago

And blood still flows

Through mountainous plains, seas, and desert terrains

Through space and time penetrating human frame

So many treat him like needles take his name in vein

Bre'dren let him in

He is the perfect excedrin

Who heals men in all shapes and spectrums

For truth i've been 90 proof in hip hop since queens

Seen it all happen

Broad slappin' to jaw tappin'

Poor rappin' and more cappin'

We keep fasting knees bent heads snappin'

Nets casting like an alaskan

For souls in this ink sea swimming beneath the industry

Mark j. at the tip of hell with a rod for god fishing

For the one who died on a wood made of gopher

The ultimatum the same jehovah or cobra