Playlist R Swift

r swift - everyday all day cypha

[verse 1: mac the doulos]
I'm tryin' to push a different propaganda
In an industry where the most high god is slandered
Where jesus is a joke
Cats don't take him seriously
that's ironic when jesus ya only hope
And he says "you can't get to god without me"
To squash yall beef and I ain't talkin' 'bout cow meat
Nope, you could taste jehovah's grace
And I ain't lyin to you kid, this ain't no poker face
Naw, I admit, I'm tryin' to sabotage the system
Drop a few albums to grab yall attention
And switch them affections
From the vanities of life to the death
burial, and resurrection

[verse 2: lecrae]
Hold up! I ain't just come to see y'all move
After the track's done I hope to see y'all moved
Aye yo, I used to live in sin, as you can see I moved
Now I abide to christ jesus cuz he that dude
Yes, without him I'm dummy
So where ever he go I go like my buddy
Uh huh, and it's an everyday process
Beatin' up my flesh like I'm tryna win a contest

[verse 3: the ambassador]
I happen to rap for a master who's rap is just
Classic in fact he's got raps that's miraculous
He can just speak and it has to just happen its
Jesus who spat and this life was just as it is
As for this blasphemous world I go after it
Rap is my craft, it's universal like catholic
After this rappin biz I still will go after this
World but my rap will be rapped through the pastorate
Praise god that when adam bit the dust
The last adam dipped into the pit and got us out of it
That's the trick, the cross let us bask in it
Want another way?
you get none like when you're abstinent

[verse 4: flame]
House hold of faith god's gotcha
When the son fulfilled the psalms and died at golgotha
Now we got that agape love
That tough to love me enough just to stop me love
You gotsta love the one we call the rock of ages
Or the ancient of days
Or yeshua... yes you are
One day gonna confess the lord
Or take his rod or god's gonna mess you up
Meaning wrath
God plus wicked men you do the math
Criminals convicted of their wickedness
Yo god is screaming come seek me
Mungu akubariki
That's god bless you in swahili

[verse 5: phanatik]
Take it easy
You're listening to the ep of ep
Don't try to fight the power fan
You're not p easy
We ain't gotta come to your hood
And talk greasy
Actin' all grizzly
That's the walt disney
You're over-animated and oh so candy painted
It's false
You're blinding my eyes with all that gloss
But the cross that you're flossing
in needs to be flossing you
But god put his son on the cross
Took sinners and crossed the two
And that's all inclusive
For all of us that all move in the sphere of the spirit
Who causes all to groove in
The process is really legit
Cause you could be an unbelieving hypocrite
And still be feeling this hit
It's time to switch
For my brothers and me
I rep the cm
So let me introduce you to another mc

[verse 6: r-swift]
We got our feet to the faith
And a heart for the streets
So it's the muscle we could mate 'er
Told harder the beat
We were dead as a corpse
Heading to the scorts
Cause he heading to the cross
We stand resurrected in the lord
And woken up out of a deep sleep
And as long as he's the chief
There's not a block out of our reach
No fam I ain't trying to be deep
But he's the ram in a bush
He died so you and I could be free

[verse 7: iz-real]
Listen I know most seen the passion of christ
But I'm concerned
cause we rarely see a passion for christ
The worlds a matrix people passing thru life
Chasing they favorites
but jesus ain't the star in their sights
Nope won't compromise I'm tryin' to move the cross
Everyday I'm hustlin' dirty but I ain't rick ross
Cut from a different cloth
Boss we gotta reach the lost make it business
give 'em the gospel early at all cost

r swift - michael jackson

[Verse 1: Andy Mineo]
I go by M-I-N-E-O, but it really don't matter
Bury me with no tombstone, I want you to know my daddy
We don't seek Him, He come after
We don't reach Him, He the ladder
If you die and you don't know Him
that's a weak end like a Saturday (preach!)
This one for my misfits, ah
What I'm saying is we ain't bein' statistics, not
What I mean is the things
you want me to get with God is already ticked with
This is sin, 'case you missed it
She might be fine like tickets
Don't love Jesus, we can't kick it
Cause I been there, wish I didn't
Had to delete all them digits
They say, "Jesus why you sit with
the sinners and the wicked? "
He lookin' for the sick because the well
don't need physicians
No we never fit in cause they look at how we livin'
It's evident that we giving every minute for the King
Even though we trip we think about our provision
And we get a couple sinners when we rest upon His name
And this is how it all happened
Adam fell, now it's all bad, Michael Jackson

[Hook]
Born sinner, born sinner
This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson
This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson

[Verse 2: Thi'sl]
Was a bad boy but my name ain't Diddy though
Way I rock my beard they probably think
I was from Philly though
Stl my home, you peep that bird on my fitted though
Go on ahead and cut me up
I don't think they can hear me though
Bang that bass, drop that thing
Go on ahead and let it flow
Raspy voice from the South, but my name ain't Mystikal
Used to run up on them boys
they look like what that pistol for
When Mike was rocking Billie Jean
I was a smooth criminal
I'm talking bad, Mike Jackson "Thriller"
I'm talking bad, jacket and zippers
You lookin' mad, like boy you trippin'
But I'm talking past, I've been forgiven
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Remember when I used to eat Wic cheese for dinner
Daddy was gone, momma was gone
Had no choice, I toted chrome
Now I go and I preach the truth
Same blocks I hustled on, that's bad

[Hook]
Born sinner, born sinner
This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson
This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson

[Verse 3: Rich Perez]
Born sinner, you know how the line goes
Sardines with the wrath of God, this is mind blown
That's a big deal
Rebel against the God who stretched the heavens
with His own fingers like an iphone
Now what a relief, it should've been me
But He didn't see it the same
He took up the cross to give me His life
The Truth created a way
He could've just thrown me away
Instead He would offer His grace
Somethin' I didn't deserve so I'm living for Him in the flesh
And to die is my gain
Let me say that, say that again
He lived, He died, He rose to give me a raise
Christ crucified, yeah, it happened
Now it ain't bad, all bad, Michael Jackson

[Hook]
Born sinner, born sinner
This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson
This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson

[Verse 4: R-Swift]
I was headed to death at the least
Fading with every breath 'til He beheaded the beast
A victim, of my own, poison
Impersonating a throne
Persuaded two-toned hearse waitin'
An easy target for worst aiming
Fragrant for birth a walking curse verbatim
I was on that Kurt Cobain
But ain't the same this is that crowd flowa with no vain
Catch me riding in a clutch
Grim Reaper on my back
But I never been much of a deep sleeper
So excuse me for being eager to give them the truth
Instead of feedin' the streets ether

[Hook]
Born sinner, born sinner
This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson
This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson

[Outro: Bubba Watson]
It's your boy, Bubba Watson
Golf boys
1-1-6, Reach Records
Ex-hustler!
Michael Jackson, I'm bad!
I don't know, I forgot

r swift - raindrops

[Verse 1: Martymar]
Okay we always been the underdog
Nobody ever wanted me
Now rappers go to shows, track us down
and try to talk to me
Got a bunch of misfit kids who love us and they follow me
We don't follow rules we break 'em and it doesn't bother me
Misfits on my chest, feel like we the best
But that's just how it goes, Social Club until my death
And this is how I do it, never thought that I would be here
Gotta have a couple of enemies or else it would be weird
Yeah
Now I start to see clear
Lost a couple of friends that I love just to be here
That's just how it goes, I'm never picking up my phone
And people try to hang-out once they find out
that you're home
I only trust a few but I'm usually alone
But don't feel bad for me it's like this way all along
And some things never change I'm always living in the rain
The only time I feel alive is when I feel the pain
Somethings wrong with me

[Hook]
Raindrops keep falling from my head, ah yeah
I'll tell you everything you wanna know, baby baby
And things be getting kinda crazy, lately
And I've been feeling like it's all gonna turn around
We gonna make, aw yeah yeah
We gonna make, aw yeah yeah
We gonna make, aw yeah yeah
And one day this is all gonna work somehow

[Verse 2: R-swift]
Yeah
Chasing dreams as I grew up
Was told I would fail, I was seen as a screw up
While they fixating on my maneuvers
I'd be a fool if I let opinions dictate my future
My image couldn't cut it, a underdog in they eyes
Six albums later they wondered how I survived
And hell-minded in an industry so shaky
But want didn't create me, couldn't break me
I was told
Drink the formula and watch them line up
But I wind up giving em me as opposed to a product
Not for sale
While they tell me not being myself
is the only way that I will prevail
False
Cause the truth is I'm never far away from
My foundation, reminding me where I came from
Revolutionary at the least my burdens heavy
these verses are King speech
Man's whispers don't affect me
I Got Em

[Hook]
Raindrops keep falling from my head, oh yeah
I'll tell you everything you wanna know, baby baby
And things be getting kinda crazy, lately
And I've been feeling like it's all gonna turn around
We gonna make, aw yeah yeah
We gonna make, aw yeah yeah
We gonna make, aw yeah yeah
And once day this is all gonna work somehow

[Verse 3: Fern]
Yeah
Ask mickey if I ain predict this record
Flavor Fest 0'12 set the tone for this session
Rhyme council Social Club no intermission
No breaks no days off, you get the picture
Now open up your Word brother get some scripture
I steer you right now that I have your attention
They like Social Club we hearda dem
And Swift is the big homie
We turned around and learn from him
Yeah
This here is big like Chris Wallace
Uh, if you think we in it for thick wallets
Guess again suckers the Lord says He get all this
Marty's my ace I make a call to the bullpen
Putting out fires spitting flows from the pulpit
And can't ban this like assault weapons and full clips
Uh, Social Club is here and we're never leaving
And to You, Lord, I'm pledging my forever allegiance

[Hook]
Raindrops keep falling from my head, oh yeah
I'll tell you everything you wanna know, baby baby
And things be getting kinda crazy, lately
And I've been feeling like it's all gonna turn around
We gonna make, aw yeah yeah
We gonna make, aw yeah yeah
We gonna make, aw yeah yeah
And once day this is all gonna work somehow

r swift - say something

[Verse 1: Derek Minor]
Marijuana in his jean pocket
9 millimeter, you don't want that boy to clock it
Chevy Caprice classic
Dvd in the dash
Bumping that Flocka like "I will let these boys have it! "
Twisted mentally, hold his pistol like, "Lord, thank you"
He on a mission, no superstition, he is a gangsta
In the jungle, the cops is poachers, they want him captive
Rival gang, he killed their homie, they want him blasted
Uh-huh, and that's like every single day, Brotha
In the hood, I know the Devil is undercover
So my goal is pull back the covers
And pray to God he saves some fathers for all our mothers
What I see in my backyard is no goodie
Just found out that black men can't wear hoodies
They see a mug shot, I see creation of God
That need the Spirit to grip his soul, soften his heart
Put the gun away, you don't wanna blast me
Cause the Father made men like a Gi Joe factory
Life ain't yours to take homie, he ain't having it
You have no right to break a dish in his china cabinet
Oppress people plus broke, it's simple mathmatics
The Desert E squeeze will flip 'em like gymnastics
And I'm supposed to just say nothing
Nah, I'mma say something!

[Verse 2: R-Swift]
Cops, armor, and shots create insomniacs
The concrete jungle we struggle for survival at
I push hope where reality seems to rival that
I want change but become first that's where my mind is at
Crack in the airwaves, dope in the beats
Hypnotized mind, so no hope in the streets
Old heads saying that peace is something foreign
To far from the days when they were marching with Martin
Priorities departed I wonder what rearranged them
A whole generation and not enough men to raise 'em
From the street and they wonder where I get my pain from
I guess it comes from knowing what can change 'em
They say that I'm wasting my time preaching
But obviously to me there's no wasting my lines reaching
I mix some Martin Luther with rap, a real lane
Truth in the facts, some revolution for spare change

[Verse 3: Sho Baraka]
I used to wish for the day that I could make it up to Jacob
But now I'm on my Jacob I wrestle with God, I wake up
Watching these fools, I'm seeing how time's wasted
It seems like the finish line moves when I'm racin'
Surgical rap for those who've been scarred
Disconnected from the source but still getting charged
And on the Tv I feel like the people need me
My pen speaks freely I'm something like Phyllis Wheatley
Watching what I'm eating, the poison it got me fed up
Civil rights music, Malcolm X, Mandella
We bump Pac, Aficans, Bob Feller
Music is therapy until times get better
Walking on the streets I get this disturbing feeling
I don't gotta hit Uganda to see invisible children
Swimming up creek
Life's hard, life's a beach
I seen them drowing up in my backyard
Yeah, and change doesn't come from closed lips
It's hard to greet peace when you live with a closed fist
We want that Imago Dei, image before the fall
He's our perfect picture, win, lose, or draw
Life has got to be more than going to malls
Finding a broad, Hammer Time and nailing them all
This is rap with a cause
Saints, sinners and God
I will not sell my soul just to get an applause
To all involved I know that the system's flawed
Unjust laws has got my people on pause
This is the voice of the old Negro Citians
Mysterious bombings of a black holy business
Am I the only witness that still feels the persistence
Strong arm of a slave-owning Christian
Huh, I'm back in Hell again
Oh snap, is this about my melanin'?

r swift - awesome god

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom power and love
Our God is an awesome God

All power he contains it, the man on his own
Abandoned the throne to approach the cross stainless
Death couldn't shake him or derail
Three nails could pierce
but couldn't break him or make him appear taken
Away from his mere nature, not

While slumber is hovering over the block
I pray that my peers wake up
We were born out of alignment, the perfect timing is now
To check for a pulse if you ain't rocked by him
I am prone to be biased
when I peep the timeline behind him
And see no highness as high as him
He reigns Lord, firearms are too short to aim for him
Call him extremist, he leaks Katrinas
when he's brainstorming
that's quite enormous, to say the least our God is a beast
His wrath is the sound of a lion roaring
Since he's topped by none
I'm on hip-hop's frontline screaming
from the top of my lungs?

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom power and love
Our God is an awesome God

All glory he demands it, all pale in comparison
He holds the scales that you can't tip off
'cause he can't slip off, so I stand unanimous
With no hiatus my heart is bearing his manuscripts
Our bars bare him

While the world swears by its barbarics, we declare him
Fist clinching the thin air for him
won't fold when it comes to making men aware of him
(breathe)
he's exactly what we could never be
Born no identity sin embedded in our pedigree
he could have let us be
But saved us and set us free

Redeemed from the chokehold of sin's destruction
serve no one but him only
Spit so you comprehend
but in the end these words serve him no justice
Nothing exists without his signature to allow it
Lord of the ring 'cause all creation revolves around him
The I am more than a legend and some
So we boast in the Lord through these anthems and sing

Our God is an awesome God
He reigns from heaven above
With wisdom power and love
Our God is an awesome God

r swift - we don't

[Verse 1: Lecrae]
I'm not the standard at all and wouldn't claim to be
But since Christ
Snatched me up theres been a lot of change in me
I got my world view corrected; I see things eternal
Yeah, I've got a whole new perspective
I don't use drugs or sell
I keep accountabilty cause my flesh, yeah, it loves to fail
I don't go where I used to go
I got my number changed twice for the girls
that I used to know
I don't trip when I pass the cops
Cause I'm not making assists; you know
Trying to pass the rock
I don't live life scared of death
Cause when I take my last breath
The next step is there in text
I'm not a legalist and I ain't hatin'
But there's things I don't and won't do
yeah I read Galatians
And I keep reading Ephesians if it's Christ we believe in
We shouldn't be confused with the heathens

[Hook]
You gonna ride with us?
Nah I don't do that there!
You gettin' high with us?
Nah I don't do that there!
You wanna hit a lick?
Nah I don't that there!
Get a couple chicks?
Uh Unh I don't do that there!

[Verse 2: Lecrae]
Man I don't trip of coppin' whips
If it ain't a Dvd you won't catch me pop in clips
I ain't worried chains or shoes
My God's thinkin' bout whether to change the
City sky from greys to blues
I don't care about the famous names
Cause when Christ comes back
a lot of folks will be nameless man
And I ain't worried about speakin his name
Cause if it wasn't for Christ yeah we'd all be sinkin in flames
I don't even wanna change the game
Your favorite rapper got saved last night, yeah
that's the aim
The world we're livin' in is simply tempting
So I quit consenting to my flesh
When it tries to pimp me
Until I die or Christ comes to get me
I ain't doing what this world wants to do
Now is ya wit me? (Are you with me?)

[Hook]
You gonna ride with us?
Nah I don't do that there!
You gettin' high with us?
Nah I don't do that there!
You wanna hit a lick?
Nah I don't that there!
Get a couple chicks?
Uh Unh I don't do that there!

[Verse 3: R-Swift]
Yo I'mma keep it short simple and plain
I used to fiend for the pimp game
Til I got with Christ and switched my aim
Flipped my pain to a burden to grab hip-hop
his name and merge it
With His word as the plate then serve it
Cats are like "who you serve kid? " It's gotta be Him
Who wiped my sin slate clean like Oxy 10
I rock Christ from Pa to Dallas
R-Swift and Lecrae walk in the Spirit
til our feet ache with callous
Naw I'm buggin, but for real my point is
With Christ life is pointless; this joint is
For the prisoners trapped on the block
where blasted shots cause cats
To drop like temperatures
Without Christ and restoration
Your chance of makin it is slimmer than Blacks
Getting reparations
Jesus Christ man the Ancient of Days
Get with Him for eternal life and pass the phrase!

[Hook]
You gonna ride with us?
Nah I don't do that there!
You gettin' high with us?
Nah I don't do that there!
You wanna hit a lick?
Nah I don't that there!
Get a couple chicks?
Uh Unh I don't do that there!

r swift - we don't

[Verse 1: Lecrae]
I'm not the standard at all and wouldn't claim to be
But since Christ
Snatched me up theres been a lot of change in me
I got my world view corrected; I see things eternal
Yeah, I've got a whole new perspective
I don't use drugs or sell
I keep accountabilty cause my flesh, yeah, it loves to fail
I don't go where I used to go
I got my number changed twice for the girls
that I used to know
I don't trip when I pass the cops
Cause I'm not making assists; you know
Trying to pass the rock
I don't live life scared of death
Cause when I take my last breath
The next step is there in text
I'm not a legalist and I ain't hatin'
But there's things I don't and won't do
yeah I read Galatians
And I keep reading Ephesians if it's Christ we believe in
We shouldn't be confused with the heathens

[Hook]
You gonna ride with us?
Nah I don't do that there!
You gettin' high with us?
Nah I don't do that there!
You wanna hit a lick?
Nah I don't that there!
Get a couple chicks?
Uh Unh I don't do that there!

[Verse 2: Lecrae]
Man I don't trip of coppin' whips
If it ain't a Dvd you won't catch me pop in clips
I ain't worried chains or shoes
My God's thinkin' bout whether to change the
City sky from greys to blues
I don't care about the famous names
Cause when Christ comes back
a lot of folks will be nameless man
And I ain't worried about speakin his name
Cause if it wasn't for Christ yeah we'd all be sinkin in flames
I don't even wanna change the game
Your favorite rapper got saved last night, yeah
that's the aim
The world we're livin' in is simply tempting
So I quit consenting to my flesh
When it tries to pimp me
Until I die or Christ comes to get me
I ain't doing what this world wants to do
Now is ya wit me? (Are you with me?)

[Hook]
You gonna ride with us?
Nah I don't do that there!
You gettin' high with us?
Nah I don't do that there!
You wanna hit a lick?
Nah I don't that there!
Get a couple chicks?
Uh Unh I don't do that there!

[Verse 3: R-Swift]
Yo I'mma keep it short simple and plain
I used to fiend for the pimp game
Til I got with Christ and switched my aim
Flipped my pain to a burden to grab hip-hop
his name and merge it
With His word as the plate then serve it
Cats are like "who you serve kid? " It's gotta be Him
Who wiped my sin slate clean like Oxy 10
I rock Christ from Pa to Dallas
R-Swift and Lecrae walk in the Spirit
til our feet ache with callous
Naw I'm buggin, but for real my point is
With Christ life is pointless; this joint is
For the prisoners trapped on the block
where blasted shots cause cats
To drop like temperatures
Without Christ and restoration
Your chance of makin it is slimmer than Blacks
Getting reparations
Jesus Christ man the Ancient of Days
Get with Him for eternal life and pass the phrase!

[Hook]
You gonna ride with us?
Nah I don't do that there!
You gettin' high with us?
Nah I don't do that there!
You wanna hit a lick?
Nah I don't that there!
Get a couple chicks?
Uh Unh I don't do that there!