Random Thoughts

Hey yo I'm back, but nobody was asking where I've been

Let me chime in- I go by the name of... never mind

This man writes them joints

God-glorifying lyricism with a style you can't quite pinpoint

I learned a lot from constant observation- God is patient

And Christ is exalted above the constellations

I've been on the low- did some features and compilations

The controversy started some good conversation

Hit timothy on the email, he'll give you all the details

But right now, my focus is the Man who took the three nails

Two through His wrists, one through His feet

The wrath of God satisfied- the work of the Son is complete

So now there's two types of people

Those who have atonement and those who pay for their own sin, strife and evil

And God don't play- you got to pay- you need to drop and pray

But your motto's "Not today" and you got a lot to say

But your mouth will be shut like pantomimes

When Jesus Christ comes on the clods with more angels than Anaheim

Expand your mind; This ain't about fancy rhymes

Man I'm trying to leave a deep footprint in the sands of time

The truth of God is triple pound cake heavy

But ruthless squads of simple clowns ain't ready

What you know about a rowdy gospel clique

Rejoicing at the judgment when the wicked get their waffle split?

Revelation nineteen... demonstrates what I mean

(You) can't see? Better take some Visine

We shun the famous life- insane spiritual

Life up the name of Christ, yet remain lyrical

Speaking urgently, it's an emergency

The self-centered emcee's favorite word is "me"

Our favorite word is "He"- or should I say "Him"

Since God is triune, I guess our favorite word is "Them"

As for me, what can I say man? It's real in the crucible

My life's a daily funeral, but Christ is still beautiful

I'm fired up for ministry- but business is something

I ain't did nothing and I'm tired of the industry!

I don't create for a check, and it ain't for your respect

I'm enduring all things for the sake of the elect

That's why cats be like, "Shai, man! You preaching to the choir!"

I'm like, "Dog, have you seen some of these choirs?"

They need to be preached to- it's heathens in the pews

It's treason that they choose, looking for reasons to abuse

God's grace- walked up to the altar at the age of eight

Live like the world after that

And think they'll make it through the gate

That theology is straight from the father of lies

In mad pulpits, Satan rocks a disguise

A plot he's devised so sheep remain stifled

Because many times I'm like, "Are we reading the same Bible?"

For instance: (I) recently went to a "Christian" concert

Not knowing what to expect, hoping to see God work

The lights went dark, they introduced him, then he came in

I gotta hand it to him- he was very entertaining

The crowd was insane, about a thousand and change

He was wilding on stage; had them shouting his name?

People in the audience on their way to hell

And son had more jokes than Dave Chappelle

It's like he was ashamed of the light; This is backwards

Christian rappers playing games on the mic

Non-divine topically, trying to shine constantly

You've gone beyond the line with some kind of blind philosophy

With rhymes designed sloppily- this is absurd

Dig in the Word- get your mind refined properly

The gospel's not a commodity- So whether in poverty

Or prospering, it's proper to give shouts to my God rowdily

Why are people so quick to hand the mic to jokers?

Good thing the Lord is in the driver's seat like a chauffeur

His shekinah thunders with no minor blunders

And sometimes I wonder if the Anti-christ might be Oprah

It puts me in a true rage that she pumps the New Age

On television- like five days a week

Yet only a few gauge that that won't get you saved

From hell, so listen- 'cause my God came to speak

He's warning you to flee from the wrath to come

By putting faith in His matchless Son

I did it now God will definitely forever be next to me

In ecstasy- what a destiny for this heavenly refugee

And this right here is just some random thoughts

From a vessel of mercy that the Lamb has brought

So welcome to The Solus Christus Project

Son, we just gettin' started and we got a lot left!