Grits - Gospel Rap ( Parables) lyrics

When it started we was down by church fallacy
As time went by we took on
The appearance of being free
But in reality we're not
We're still trapped in the shallow
Mentality of Gospel Rap

These are the secrets of life
To some revealed
Remain hidden so that all understand
The truth concealed so we journey
Dropping theories of Christ grammatically
To awaken those who sleep
Through lyrical caffeination
Bona fide creations bore fruit
Through verbal knowledge
As the apparatus of seeds on
Good soil had fallen
But callings of yes y'alling till
The beat started to fade
Ascending, approaching death
As the roots reached the pavement
Disciples of Christ's teachings
Sick surface blooming in season
But autumn sparks a vacation
Influenced by niggers weeded
Duplicated illustrations
Took form as gospel gangsters
Exploited and victimised by
Industry-philes awaiting
Anxiously, I see emcees bear
Fruit to be collected took root underground
As rats funnel through tunnels
Direction emerging
Surface submerged within the harvest
Manifested by seeds of another
That was invested unlike the rest
Through the rain and cold we stood the test
First ten and twenty
Then a hundred-fold blessed
In this, well please, d
So on the Sabbath day we'll rest
Six days, five seeds, prophesy is manifest

Motivated by what's being illustrated
By those who talk loud
Thereby bringing distortion
To both my optical and audio
Senses which are responsible
For the mirage of skill
You still trying to keep real
So I'm here to manipulate or change
The course of these events
To guide you toward the
Demise of your pretense
Therefore my strategic positioning for
This offensive attack
Is fueled by your burning
Desire for being whack so how you react to
This potentially volatile situation
Will conduct the symphony of
Sympathy you attract the skies peeled back
I rain down fact on this Grit's track
Static, air, hand-clap, whatever, I just rap

You understand the ill-coined phrase
Gospel rapper
But yet you turn heads off like
The mechanics of a clapper
Until now it's been a long time coming
Now the sludge resides at the
Top like Mr drummond
Evident to the inner-eye, no longer discreet
True motives get uncloaked
As words become concrete and tangible
Though the brothers begin acting stranger
Anti-ambassadors of one debuted in a manger
Like orphans to the industry, nobody wants me
Passed around by foster labels wondering if
They plan to dump me
One side is called mainstream but
Really I see no difference
Where's the fifty percent ministry
Fifty percent business? Currently it's 10
90 with the latter always trailing
As the cross fades away with
The realness of the nailing

Getting Over using Spiritual Parameters
To Evolve your Level
In society, that's what GOSPEL means to me
(Rolling down the river) of Christian emcees
Wishing to knock em upside their
Heads with my oars shatter their chords
Blood trickles from the pores of the fickle
Lose control from their fans
They being tickled
Hot-steppers get their peppers pickled
My question is this
How do you keep it real when you synthetic
So pathetic, unlively
Eating more aid than H-IV
The way I see things
You doing more harm than
Help with chameleonic skills
Latching on to flavours of the
Month for cheap thrills
Arms folded on window sills
Finding oddities you call commodities
You false prodigies, I'm judging
You catching life sentences for your sodomy

I touch a cloud through
Well endowed imagination
Collaboration with pens sends your DJ
On a permanent vacation
See I dabble in word placements
Some kind of scrabble-type shaping
Fragments into stories
Resulting in sky-scarping
I be taking lashes from them cats
Who cannot do the same
Fooling secular psychos with no shame
Proclaiming Christ's name
Irregular writer on mics
I maim the mediocre artists
The spots I be in
The so-called hardest Christian
Rappers be discarded
And it's odd, when I catch their shows
They claim they ain't no joke
But, your people mad, project blowed
And they be in the back straight taking notes
Fool, I rock both
My pendulum swings on each arena
I'm elevating Gospel Rap from
Nashville to West Covina