Evangel

Confused' corruption conducts your cynicism/

your mind is blind til the time its struck with hidden wisdom!

and is saved by grace thru faith as scripture states/

as we consider its weight of constructive criticism!

Contemplate the truth, what an astounding disguise/

its simple yet its confounding the wise, so concentrate!

Or be found in a fiery drowning demise!

Lusting leads to pro'duction of sin,

which leads to death and the destruction of men!

It's a hope'less habit, we know we're addicts/

to sin, its been pro'blematic!

We proclaim the dope name, Jesus,

that blows up sins debt like propane with close flames!

When we con'fess He's Lord, we pro'gress from being pro'fane,

no longer so vain with no shame!

and get a con'trite heart, is when your slate's wiped off

and Christ sparks a new life start!

Of con'secration,

purposely set apart to worship in the con'gregation!

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Apologist

The true God Jesus no contest/

He came to give life when I was pro death/

I must confess I'm a work in progress/

the lust of the flesh I now protest/

Fully convinced no longer confused/

as I continue to conserve the truth/

Confront the profane by the name I proclaim/

the consuming fire who's hotter than propane/

As He calls and gather a holy congregation/

He became for them their only consolation/

and propitiation for those who profess/

and also possess the sacred promise/

His divine protection from false prophets/

whose main projection is to ruin your prospects/

Let me proceed to read the profound/

the word is not just verbs and pronouns/

He mediates for me constantly/

even though I sin against Him consciously/

Conceived in sin I breathed conceit/

my heart was wicked and hard like concrete/

But I was conformed to Christ control/

consider His ways and protocol/

It is not propaganda but I will promote/

the gospel so many man can be provoke/

To be reprogrammed and join the convoy/

the city of God is joy we employ/

To Him alone I dedicate this production/

this man was wretched is under construction/

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Evangel

Pro'genitors of the sinful,

Adam and Eve, its an insult to think we're not kinfolk!

Cuz' everyone out of his loins' sins,

we're con'nected like con'joined twins!

Pro'gram's holistic, failed what He pro'hibits,

so his procreation was prolific!

It's like sin was con'tagious,

cuz it con'taminated man throughout the ages!

So essentially it sickens us,

pro'cession of sinners, with a pro'pensity for wickedness!

It wasn't a solo fall, when he fell we fell,

we'll all follow sin's protocol!

We can't bystep, so' literal my breath,

and my rep is pro'fitable by death!

Con'stellations speak, of God,

they ain't discreet, of our con'demnation,

though man plays him cheap,

until the time he's confined and placed in the blazing heat!

Our whole debt piles'

till we're tossed in hell like professional sinner projectiles!

The earth grows bigger, the curse grows bigger,

until Christ the con'troversial figure!

Con'victs like Sing Sing,

my Lord stepped in sins ring, like ding ding/

beat it like congas, now death cannot bring sting,

cuz he's the con'quering king!

Spoke divine truth got ripped with whips,

making men con'vulse in con'niption fits!

He showed the way,

so we can rely on Him for support like His proteg'!

For those that don't know, we make it promo'tional,

the gospel is free like pro bono!

Consequently, we conclude the conflict we confer,

where we err, Christ conquered and I now concur!