National Anthem

It is the old message the newest genre

The day has arrive emcees awake from your slumber

We've been hibernating under the top bunkers of whoremongers

Rappers prostituting souls for gain but no longer

We're turning the game around 'til they see it's a war

Queen take pawn checkmate look at the board of life

Deception in every direction

Who will tell them about the death, burial and resurrection

If not for us truth remains innocuous

Start looking through the scope of god's binoculars

Satan is plotting plus cats are losing faith in the begotton's trust

Spread out like the legs ofan octupus

Attach to one head one mind one soul goal

That all rise when the sky unfolds

The untold mystery has enlisted me to consistently rap 'til all are free

Hook:

Boom bap, next snap

We don' bust wack to make the gun clap

This holy hip-hop

Street times, beat rhymes

We don't need crim for hip-hop to shine

This is holy hip-hop

Over 15 years of groundbreaking with no money circulating

Armed with prayer and faith waiting

For god's perfect timing rhyming shining

We had to put away are selfish motives and whining

I've been on the wall observing and smiling

Since rakim was strong enough to break ny from long island

Contriving, striving, diving into the pool of imagination picking rhymes for minds

It's the signs of the time no more lukewarm living

Every sin we commit is like another nail driven

Inside the hands and feet on who we claim on beats

What we sow is what we reap until we quantum leap

In the metro we call home lets ride the metronome

Smoking the most high until we ozone

Roam, roam got a signal

Let's keep building spirtiual towers 'til all connect to the power using.

It's hard to run this race with a cross strap to my back

But it keeps my head low instead of high when i rap

Let's attack our tracks dribbling fearless facts

Like coby bryant the holy zion is eyeing every move we take make and break

For god sake lets cause tectonic plates to conjugate

The body of christ is cramping from lack of stretching

Never stepping out there comfort zone to busy nesting

We're sketching our own plans and desires

Focus on earthly things to acquire while heads burn in the fire

To whom much is given much required

That's the code i live by and die by

Whether on dolby ditigal, mono, stereo or hi-fi

Representing the lord until he sky dives

I'm on a mic-mission the precision of a pediatrician using scalpels making cross incisions

Ever since the real roxanne my ears have been locked it

But the only begotten is now and forever who i'm rocking, rocking, rocking, rocking