"We Praise Christ" genre: Christian Rap
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	Classic Holy Hip-Hop. Put this up against ANY secular joint and it will match or surpass it....Peep it!!
	CD: Tha Virginian vol. 1   Label: Perfection Records/AFTALIFE Entertainment Credits: written by M.A.D. , produced by ENP
	Lyrics Verse 1 Once I catch the metronome and start rockin the mic, It’s like between a rock and a hard place because God made me that tight, katz wanna be materialistic and forget who made the materials, I try to tell emcees to be less spherical and more spiritual, We got to keep it tight especially when we represent Christ, some will come as wolves in sheeps clothing just looking to bite, soon as something starts making a little money people start acting real funny, but I’m a separate the real from the fake just like the corsage and steak on a restaurant plate, they don’t call me Mista AllDat because I’m paying my bills, they don’t call me Mista AllDat for the purpose of thrills, they dont even call me AllDat because i’m banking a mil, you they call me AllDat because i’m doing God’s will, these other rappers kick the same ‘ol same ‘ol thinking it’s still gold, you like a spent 20 dollar bill, you aint got it no more, I give praise to the father for making me nice and I give praise to the son for giving his life Hook Like 2 drops of Krazy glue we keep the bond tight and before we even speak in the mic we praise Christ, God bless these holy lyrics that we spit so tight but before we even pick up the mic we praise Christ, Most emcees rock and cop jewels just to keep it hype but we don’t need the ice man we praise Christ man, rappers need the green green just to last the night but we don’t even need the black we praise Christ We coming out the left field you coming out the right and the only king we praise is Christ Napoleon did his thing, King Tut he was kind of tight but the only king we praise is Christ Verse 2 When I put my mind to work and make these lyrics erupt I bring nothing but the untouched raw uncut, I’m no stranger to the Holy Hip-Hop head banger, I move necks and keep you mind fed with Spiritual bread, these staircase rappers that want to step to me I tell them stay humble, for we fight not against flesh and blood but against evil in high places and demons on the rumble, bling bling is the only thing these rappers wanna rock but can’t none of them seem to cop the jewels I drop, if you feel froggish leap if you feel hoggish eat, just don’t bite the rhymes that God has instilled in me, I’m a seasoned veteran with more flavor than seasoned salt, I’m a saved brotha so I walk the walk then talk the talk, keep my style original don’t touch that dizzial I got emcees with blank note pads wishing we was pen pals, you use to see me in the transit dusting these rookies off, now I’m telling these Tony Danza emcees who’s the boss Repeat hook

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