independent

If no one can depend on you,
you probably can't rely on them,
but the there for you, when there not in the mood, friend,
Now you can;t be there for everyone,
but you can try and be there for some,
and the others at least give a smile,
as you go along your way,
to your bed where you can finally sleep,
normal times you cannot keep,
cuz the world will keep turning fast,

and things fall, of the wall,

and though your sleepy, you can't rest,
till you've answered there call,
and gas is expensive, and it's kind of pain,
but remember when they joined you sitting blank in the rain,
but your tire of the same old talk,
and the predictable road,
so off the beaten path you walk,
looking for silver, leaving gold.

blow stuff up

I blow stuff up, yeah I blow stuff up,
Yeah I blow stuff, blow stuff, blow stuff up.

some people like to stake out,
some people like to snipe,
but I just blow it all up,
and go on with my night,
I ain't talking bombs,
but I am talking trash,
if fools light my fuse,
then I'll blow their rap to ash

cuz:

I blow stuff up, yeah I blow stuff up,
Yeah I blow stuff, blow stuff, blow stuff up.

Now this song is for fun,
I ain't the one to make em run,
God be coming soon,
and His wrath burns like the sun,
He can kill the body, and the soul too,
so it's time to consider what He thinks about you,
we rap folk, we just toys played on the radio,
but if a player wanna battle,
then you warn and let him know,
that:

I blow stuff up, yeah I blow stuff up,
Yeah I blow stuff, blow stuff, blow stuff up.

know I hope I've well established,
I'm just talking bout my words,
but when we mention God,
well then it's time that you get scared,
He is God of all,
and He has got a law,
if you see His mighty works you may never find your jaw,
He's the reason proud men fall,
and He's always striking awe,
and you too will he strike down unless you get on top the ball,
say:

I am sorry,
please forgive me,
I repent, repent, repent, please,
I am sorry,
pleas forgive me,
I repent, repent, repent, please,

turn around, don't go back,
lest you wanna feel a real attack.

push up

Flash, Bang, and bring the blast,
run it hard, and run it fast,
what we make we make to last,
wanna win, when lots are cast,
ain't just skill it takes some hustle,
ain't just thoughts it takes some muscle,
push, push up, push up, push up,
burning, yet still turning,
wheels that process what I'm learning,
though it's long, I hope it's churning,
brings up answers before yearning is lost,
wise people count the cost,
and if God died on a cross, then rose,
surely He can crush all the claws,
of sin and death, give God's living breath,
burn up all the waste and refine what's left,
so turn your gaze above,
leave yourself and come near Him,
most say they love, but don't listen or fear Him,
push, push up, push up, push up,
know that the foundations been established,
I'm gonna move and hope you grasp this,
this world's pollution makes us all asthmatic,
the only solution is the Theocratic,
His rule is love, love, love,
and I don't mean smoochy, poofy stuff,
I mean what cost your sweat and blood,
"I give money" that ain't enough,
first disciples got clapped in cuffs,
feel challenged to a walk that's ruff,
that requires you to analyze,
see your steps through His teaching's eyes,
easy to be swayed by those preaching lies,
but Jesus warned about the wolves disguise,
so be ready, watch your post,
thoughts float in like a ghost,
and corrupt what you hold close,
compassion, is easily out rationalized,
"walk fast don't look in there eyes,
it's there sloth we despise,
turn up the bass and forget the baby that cries,"
and what you think? God just sighs?
we fly to filth as if we were flies,
leave justice, for more fries,
an still dare to tell God "I tried"
push, push up, push up, push up,
Yeah I talk a big game,
but I do the same,
got Jesus' name on my back,
but my walk is lame,
so pray we exercise all that we've been taught,
or all we've got's a frilly tree, that's producing naught.

protest (prompt)

there was people on Sunday,
walking past the-
there was people on Sunday,

Years go by and how things change,
people speaking out but it aint the same,
everybody want there piece of the fame,
I'm looking for a whole world to dream,

Origami (prompt)

Not wasteful,
folding at home like origami,
but it's 9:30 and she still ain't called me,
and it's killing me cause she got an air to draw me,
and my attention, shock me, awe me,
she's a suprise like a Catholic Comi,
but now she's causing anticipation to gnaw me,
shakes pain inside non-stop like a tommy,
cause i'm kinda hopin my children 'll call her "mommy"

Beauty Observed

It's a like a moment of love,
bursting out,
like the moment a flower blooms,
but not just a flower,
a whole bunch of flowers,
not a moving wave,
but an instant of effortlessly simultaneous love,
as if it were appointed in the very core of humanness,
deeper than all thoughts and obligation,
and I was blessed to be there,
and smile,
grateful for God.

suffo

Seeing something new for the first time, is a beautiful thing to see,
and that childish joy, is something that keeps on escaping me,
I don't need a lot of answers, my brain is wearing thin,
I want a wave to pick me up, and crush my heart again,
running, flying, riding,
are things that I do well,
but I ain't found magic gardens,
and I feel under a spell,
well I once walked in the rain,
and somebody came for me,
from where I left her in the car,
in search of being free,
suffo- suffocated, it's so very good to breath,
if you help me taste the air, maybe I won't have to leave.

Following Jesus

Following Jesus might not lead you out of the slum,
Following Jesus might lead you into the slum,
and that's what I love about Jesus,
he has not called us to enlarge our borders,
but to, like Him, wash dirty feet,
Love is more valuable,
Compassion more worthy,
Empathy more beautifull,
and delighting someone is more satisfying,
than all comforts and honor that greatness can afford,
so teaches our Majestic Lord.

rebel

A smart word for your anger and your grief,
he stole your life and took off like a thief,
Wish that cursed fruit would up and leave,
It's too bad that, you so late perceive,

There's blood pulling around your brothers chin,
a couple hundred years before you two were friends,
there is always a time of love and then it ends,
it's too bad, you don't stop this trend,

You're loved, You're hated, and your entertained,
You've got no husband but a thousand rings,
You're good God was waiting at the door,
it's too bad, that make Him wait some more,

Well I can hear the sound of rain, and it's a reign of fire,
There's a new dress being sent to you, resurrection was required,
I don't like your smell these days but what more can I do,
than hope you finally give in to someone who cares for you.