I'm promoting Christ to the culture, shameless
While your lifestyles is heinous...
To your spirit man and it strikes like a vulture
While you’re living fast with your idols & sculptures
Bottles of Ciroc and scantily clad models
Bringing you demons scheming to crack bottles
Story you wanted becoming a bad novel
Sucker free? Nah, you're in need of that gospel
Clear on recordings, even clearer live
Salvation ain’t found in your Panamera ride
Datin said “Turn It Off” we don’t wanna hear the lies
I’m inspired by the rap where the golden era thrived
I ain’t trying to share the mic with your pimp dreams
I share the Christ with a sixteen, never mind a striptease
From Bed-Stuy back to the Chi’, bring cameras by
For that living sacrifice that I advertise

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Yeah, they call this shameless promotion
And it’s not about fame or exploding
It’s about giving praise and devotion
For the one who made the streets and deepest oceans
And we got that thing where rock God’s name and we got no shame (no shame)
And we got that thing where rock God’s name and we got no shame

On the hardest of hits I’m the artist who spits
Promoting Elohim, every bar is my pitch
That I market to kids, guess I’m carving my niche
Success is beyond audemars on my wrist
That one one six, john 3:16
Mark 1:15 so can you live clean
When your washed in your blood so spirit’s pristine
The patterns of the Christ got the lyrics this mean!
You’re flashing your ice on a wicked big screen
But you’re crashing in life for a gimmick sick scene
No wonder your lifestyle’s a timid split screen
Imitating Christ while you mimic tricked teens
& rappers walking ‘round proud labelled as gangsters
We’re scared of being labelled Christian and that’s backwards
Should be the other way around so when I play the town
It’s Christ over everything pop culture’s saying now

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So girl, don’t meet me at the bathroom stall
Meet me at the kingdom gates, no I ain’t dissin’ ‘Ye
But that lifestyle? that soon falls
Not even your Bentley coupe saves you from deadly truths
Why gain the whole world when it’s a cold world
Grace is more sufficient than being on a pole girl
Brothers throwing dollars screaming that’s my ole girl
I’m throwing wisdom, please cherish the ‘whole pearl’
I remember nights when I wanted to slit my own wrists
Loneliness I owned it
Thank god for his grace I could’ve blown it
For a fleeting moment that’s why I promote him
God promises you deliverance keeping you alive
That’s psalms 22:5
So I rock on a Top Rank beat I've chosen
Giving you that shameless promotion

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