It's the beginning of another session as thoughts aloud collide with notes, melodies, beats, and rhythmical progressions. I warn you it is not aggression that I bring to your attention but the message of the gospel to highest elevation with a style of presentation I once had begun in a language of an art form I once had to learn not in a context to grasp its artistic style more but straight up from the basics, straight up from the core. As letters and syllables were being recognized evaluated quickly making sense as I was being educated to excel and linguistically adapt to the place of my new beginning and that's the fact ya'll; I broke the system in which I was chilling Christ inspired, there were gifts acquired, and I am believing that the passion that I have to rock the mic and bring a light to people will change someone's living lifestyle and make my stay worthwhile. Chorus 2x// Ohh this is something I take seriously trying to bring you light poetically, musically, lyrically take you back to the beginning so the faith in God will spark in you from hearing Let's continue thinking about the gifts and talents we misuse 'cause we got some issues with traditional religious views. "How they choose that?" Concerning of the hip hop we produce they be asking us these questions thinking we're so confused. Well let me break the ones and twos to all of yous of whom accuse these urban individuals striving to bring good news through this approach it's something we're not coached, the passion comes out of love to the unsaved demographic needing rebirth from above. To be saved out of the pool wicked sinfulness honoring the Father, Holy Spirit, and the Son Who died for us, yet didn't just die but resurrected from the dead, so for all those who believe may see future grace ahead. This is just a method for you to be lead to the light and the truth what has been promised and said and I believe that this message will continue to be spread locally and globally inspiring all of the heads that need it. Chorus 2x// Ohh this is something I take seriously trying to bring you light poetically, musically, lyrically take you back to the beginning so the faith in God will spark in you from hearing While we all might be held back thinking which music is right I will lift up the flaming torch of rhymes go forth and fight in the depths of the places that need it, not only need it, but suck up hip hop like a dry sponge, breathe it a live it, choosing to receive it meaning gospel wisdom lyrically spoken as it penetrates the mind and soul breaking hearts wide open to receive something more than, just the beats and rhymes but the word of God that gives us life and fills our hunger every time. So he who has ears to hear let him hear and listen to the word of God in obedience and in submission, for we are all created in Christ Jesus for good works which has been ordained before us to walk in them as God wants. So Doloto, featuring my bro, and 27 Notes with our best abilities of praise going up to our Lord, and with Daneja on the beat flow keeping it hot, putting this together, all the glory given back to God. Doloto…All the glory given back to God Stak1…All the glory given back to God 27 Notes…All the glory given back to God and J Werley…All the glory given back to God Chorus 2x// Ohh this is something I take seriously trying to bring you light poetically, musically, lyrically take you back to the beginning so the faith in God will spark in you from hearing

Doloto First time I heard it, it sounded like a joke to me, thinking: For reals? How is this the top in popularity? Noticed the locals staring at me in a hating way realizing I didn't like it but that was the Bay Area. Hommies driving by breaking speakers in the stereos, chilling at school with fellow Negros and Amigos, and as the beat goes on outcome clearly shows that this culture got engraved in my heart and soul. Started messing with words flowing as I can scribbled lines of rhymes on paper as a form of my expression to the mainstream beats, popular instrumental rhythms, but through my written lyrics I didn't praise no Jesus. Then it hit me…What am I doing with the gifts I got? Instead ma king wack music, I should be praising God, and while I'm at it, bless some people on the way all around the world, and with us hear 'em say… Chorus1 Why is it Hip Hop, we immigrants choose to invest our time, to show you our views? A generation of children growing up in the unknown in the midst of this art form claim a piece of our own Why is it Hip Hop, we immigrants choose something we learn to accept but let go we refuse? Saved by God's grace, He gave us our roles and through this art form to bless lost souls Ruslan I ask myself the same question, instead I ain't get an answer, I gotta lesson I'm a peaceful dude, but yet I got a weapon I'm so interested, I got my self arrested, now check it… Savings investment foreign and domestic I can care less who Kalib think the best is I can care less if Kwalib wanna contest us I do this for the refugees in the camps restless. They can't stand it when I take a sabbath, very passionate and a maverik I blaze my own trail then freeze just like Braille, bleeze just like hail and make MCs sprail. They said Ruslan you don't fit in because of your heritage and the way you spittin' please don't embarrass us cherish us when you get in the door, and don't forget where you came from. Peace to all of my Russians who stay drunk, cut down on the vodka before the day is done, if I can change one while I'm rocking with theBreax then it all will be worth it while I'm walking out my faith. Chorus2 Why is it Hip Hop, we immigrants choose to invest our time, to show you our views? A generation of children growing up in the unknown in the midst of this art form claim a piece of our own Why is it Hip Hop, we immigrants choose something we learn to accept but let go we refuse? Saved by God's grace, He gave us our roles and through this art form to bless lost souls Max An immigrant of the earth, a spiritual exile, deprived from the birth, a visual gentile, hand selected by God through the blood of Messiah, save for eternity, 'cause God's not a liar! We proclaim His holy name with lyrical banners, and withstand the stamina of the world and its hands, Butler to a Uconn, it don't stand a chance, so I let the grace of God comfort me in advance. Now there's Jew or a Greek, not a slave or a free, not a male or female, we are one as can be, so take the black, white, red brother and see, the grace of God is sufficient to set anyone free! So I'm on the War Tour to Breax the stereo of every stereotype, deliver a blow, and woe be to every foe, Coin chasing Mario by way of the truth, the scriptures, in all areas Chorus3 Why is it Hip Hop, we immigrants choose to invest our time, to show you our views? A generation of children growing up in the unknown in the midst of this art form claim a piece of our own Why is it Hip Hop, we immigrants choose something we learn to accept but let go we refuse? Saved by God's grace, He gave us our roles and through this art form to bless lost souls

Chorus 2x I'm so hungry...Gather around, let's eat I'm so hungry…Please pass me the beat Music and rhymes make the cookbook I write in And I'll prepare a dish so taste that fine dining 2x (And I'll prepare a dish for you) Doloto All living in a desperate need to intake something unique seeking a musical treat, and those of you who got a lot of critique this is a portion to eat and something to stomp your feet to, but even before the finalized product comes through I got some shopping to do as I buy these beats my food, or even if they are my own creation I got some rhymes to write in recipes of its preparation. Whether if it ends up staying domestic or imported I just hate the junk food that's making the truth distorted as I get caught up with vanity and toil, instead of being productive, I sit there and spoil. So I grab on mics serves as my appetizers, and when the main course comes on stage I will surprise ya with the quality nutrition that I'm spitting through these lyrics so get out the way I'm asking you please, because… Chorus Jupiter 7 I'm also hungry for more so bring it on. I try to keep it strong like if my word is bond. Yeah I go the feeling that's why my heart spilling real commentary so I can reach millions. A legendary rap voice, and underrated craft choice, it's gown men taking out all of these rap boys. We got permission to rock hard and rep God, I step long and catch rep like James Bond. Crush emcees like my name was King Kong, Your hands free like having a vest on, my best on at best believe he's strong to make young villain go wrong and flip the lights on. I stay calm in a middle of a storm, and ride with a team just like a Genghis Khan with a quiet smile and a Pepsi sporting a mic in the other with plans to make you move fam Chorus Doloto The way you came the same way you were able to leave your own way bringing nothing to the table, I can see it in your eyes you still have the hunger and thirst, so take this in a let your taste buds burst like a Starburst. But cheap flavor isn't what I'm offering, it's grubbin' for the soul through your ears that you're soundproofing better yet, the water of life that's proclaimed through hip hop, unlike Sprite Remix coming and going, This will save you, and keep you living eternally, and hopefully will inspire to live greater than you live normally, and take the next step challenging your creativity, and with it praise the One Who gave you the ability to do so. Yeah I'm serious bro, please bring fourth and show, what you will reap from your talent that you have sown, so if what you'll have will be taken away, don't ask me yo! I gotta go and buy or make some beats and rap because Chorus

Psalm 42:5-6a Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise Him, my salvation and my God. Verse 1 I wanna make some beats ya'll! Within a musical starvation, I noticed I've become so stationed to nothing but the vanity schemes as sadly it seems creativity had ran out throughout the daily routines. At times wanting to push to the extremes, but within my mind I feel it that it screams in parts of my brain as they translate my pain into these words that miserably contain this lyrical rain as it pours with thoughts that I'm saying. It’s like an isolated space that I am within where thoughts are born ready to sound out loud again. At those times when it seems like the end of some situations, problems, worries then... some stress to be added, a mild depressive state, yet something deep inside that still keeps me awake to see a resolution, the problem solving conclusion; this is just a step I take until the other is attained. Get all emotions out in a way they are best explained so I would gain the promise of future grace that has remained. Reminding that there’s never a day so bad where grace could be beyond the reach of me. Neither a day could ever become so good where I look at my success thinking that I should not need it because I’m worthless, without it my life is pointless; that’s what gives me hope when life is hopeless, during these… Chorus Midnight rap sessions…When I pray calling up for Your presence…here with me Please comfort my soul in these conversations as I praise You in these rap sessions. In the midnight rap sessions. Psalm 42:8 By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life. Verse 2 My spiritual life is like what my lyrical life is like, nothing to write if I don't continue to recite the scriptures, and then my mouth speaks from the depths of the heart about the little spark of light in dark my soul seeks. Well… If I don't be spending the precious time with Him, how do I expect to stay with the rhythm; studying the word, talking in prayer, and with optimism giving Him my all and praising Him through lyricism. So when spiritually I'm at that low point lyrics are written, explaining that relationship with God that I've been missing, or at times when I'm so satisfied in Him I shout the midnight rap session of praise out loud when heads are sleeping, then creeping into my room as they get their sleep in, saying I'm so loud, can't I wait until the weekend? Well mostly I agree with them but don't listen 'cause I don't want the inspiration to pass me by. As I converse with You at night, God it's You and I, please don't ignore my cry, as I'm begging You to restore me, 'cause being close to you is a blessing that's worth more than, which without I truly don't wanna go nowhere. So I stare at night high in the sky, even though it's dark, I know there's light on the other side, filling me up with joy inside, I wanna praise You, day or night, or in dark or light, or in these…. Chorus Midnight rap sessions…When I pray calling up for Your presence…here with me Please comfort my soul in these conversations as I praise You in these rap sessions. In the midnight rap sessions…When I pray calling up for Your presence…here with me Please comfort my soul in these conversations as I praise You in these rap sessions.

Verse1 There are those moments at times when we come to and realize that we cannot despise when somebody's heart cries. So shameful to mention, when God breaks up the tension between our conscience and our pride's complexion. Seems like a regular day, and bunch of kids are at play, and we are tired in the most incompetent way. Spiritually and physically seemingly no strength left ready to dry up and break down in a instance. Children left alone disabled with a down syndrome; all they got is us to make them happy so they reach for a hug; orphans who think themselves of no worth; dirty from the head to toes with a running nose reaching to receive from us what we've been preaching that love, but to keep our clothes clean we don't touch them not to get pissed off. And suddenly we hear The Voice speaking when it is God we're seeking with a crying heart He doesn't push us apart from Him. No matter how dirty unworthy we are, within that sin He chose to live in and hold on to us like His children. So here we sit, the orphan and I, and my love; that is starting to reflect like the one given from above. Chorus1 Jesus thank you for this lesson; Opening my eyes to things I usually don't wanna know. Jesus thank you for this lesson; Convicting me inside taking me out of my comfort zone. Jesus thank you for this lesson; Showing me my flaws and leaving more room for me to grow. Jesus thank you for this lesson; Revealing Your love to me and for this I worship You alone. Then there was this other chick that had a faith so big, a young believer herself with a husband that beats her, drinking, not really thinking of the existent need that up in the kitchen there is a task of four mouths to feed. First off with the food to nurture the bodies and then to fill the hunger of the spirit with the word that they please to hear. With no support of family and friends that are near, who live in moral filth and she's the victim they smear; laughing, scoffing, but she tries to raise her kids above them, above their physical abuse and their rotten obscenities, but they believe in great things with little faith of mustard seeds; that daddy and granny will also be saved indeed. But check this, the youngest and the one and only son is sick now dying and the mother is relying only on God as she's crying out loud in the countless hours in prayer. Everyone in church don't even expect to see here there, yet she comes through and they ask her, "Where should you be at?" She replies, "I have other kids but one God is what I got." And right there, her example of worship struck my heart, that we could loose it all but God should be the most important. Chorus2 Jesus thank you for this lesson; Opening my eyes to things I usually don't wanna know. Jesus thank you for this lesson; Convicting me inside taking me out of my comfort zone. Jesus thank you for this lesson; Showing me my flaws and leaving more room for me to grow. Jesus thank you for this lesson; Revealing Your love to me and for this I worship You alone. Verse2 Another story...this time back home not overseas. A young mother standing with a baby in a stroller seat begging for food at a place I usually don't see; that was enough to know she needed help genuinely. With a sign, "Hungry, No Job, Please Give, and God Bless!" I tried talking to her but she barely "habla Inglés" might of been a believer 'cause I noticed her humility and seeing this I felt responsibility inside… while others walked by and looking fly, ignoring the reality right in front of their eyes; I offered her a shopping spree and then a ride, but she denied, so I gave her two Jacksons and left with no goodbye. It's sad that in this culture people are skeptic when you try to be nice providing a good service with no other thought besides it, but it's cool, instead I filled a shopping cart with food and brought it back to the place where she still stood. Humble and silent but so thankful nearly weeping from the joy inside that food is provided for the evening. So I realized how much I'm blessed just by being His son. Another lesson received, Jesus I thank you for this one. Chorus3 Jesus thank you for this lesson; Opening my eyes to things I usually don't wanna know. Jesus thank you for this lesson; Convicting me inside taking me out of my comfort zone. Jesus thank you for this lesson; Showing me my flaws and leaving more room for me to grow. Jesus thank you for this lesson; Revealing Your love to me and for this I worship You alone.

Verse1 This is how it hits me we're maturing so quickly. Time passing by faster than stars in skies shoot deeply in the deep spaces, a new home their belonging; better make some space then, because the baby is coming. So this is how it is, it's just all of a sudden God is blessing you and wifey with a gift hard to imagine of its price; more than any classic notations; the best gifts are free with this one needing a lot of patience and time consumption; by giving it the best spiritual instruction; fearing God to basics of how MPCs or keyboards function. It's now our turn to teach the kids all of our wisdom and when they'll be our age, we'll see how we have done. So with pressure against time it's kinda hard to write a rhyme or even start back up expressing thoughts of joy to the Divine. So before the thoughts are spoken aloud wonderfully now the new verses of the chorus will be, daddy can you play with me? Chorus1 2x My dear child I love you, just to let you know this music won't be above you, but the reply I hear is, daddy can you play with me? but the reply I hear is, daddy can you play with me? Anton: Daddy can you play with me, a phrase so dear and close Do you even have to ask? I answered in my mind a froze Thinking of the future ancsiously with only joy in mind [I], looking at my boy makes my heart unwind Makes me more refined, be more kind, life alligned It's a miracle of life, love of my life and [I] combined God has granted us the privalage to bring a child forth Even before he's born there's no end to what he's worth A new biggining, new addition to the family of two This world isn't the best place, but we'll be there for you The first cry's, the first steps, laughter and joy I don't want to miss a thing related to my baby boy We would never-ever know what the future may hold From the very early age we respond to what we're told We respond to what we hear, we respond to what we see Chorus2 2x My dear child I love you, just to let you know this music won't be above you, but the reply I hear is, daddy can you play with me? but the reply I hear is, daddy can you play with me? Anton (Original): Daddy can you play with me, a phrase so dear and close Do you even have to ask? I answered in my mind a froze Thinking of the future anxiously with only joy in mind Me, looking at my boy makes my heart unwind Makes me more refined, be more kind, life alligned It's a miracle of life, love of my life and me combined God has granted us the privilege to bring a child forth Even before he's born there's no end to what he's worth A new beginning, new addition to the family of two This world isn't the best place, but we'll be there for you The first cry's, the first steps, laughter and joy I don't want to miss a thing related to my baby boy We would never-ever know what the future may hold From the very early age we respond to what were told We respond to what we hear, we respond to what we see What will get a response, daddy can you play with me?

Verse1 There they go again monsters that have appeared to me in the early childhood when my innocence was smeared truly as I believed the lie that they will satisfy with proposals from which I could die from. They all existed a long time roaming all around even though I didn't recognize them when they were in my town from sun up to sun down they hunt out to get me; from the ancient days strategized plans to captivate the heart of mine that fell for the lie after all deceitful things that seemed good from what I saw; something to be desired and appealing to flesh; that grabbed hold of my senses with its promising taste. So this monster bought me for fifteen sticks of gum which I never even gotten after the molestation was done; just thrown on the waste side, innocence lost, now a victim of this monster's lust, turned unclean due to his sin. Chorus1 2x The monsters of lust are once again out to get me; Doing their daily routine try to rape me and break me to a point where I think that is it because this corporation of monsters is making me sick! Verse2 Monsters or demons, whatever you call them, or sons of God who are those angels once fallen, living dead, Nephilim, hybrids of humans and devils, or giants that came down on this earth to our levels. By forsaking the places of their proper dwellings, desiring human bodies with high hopes to enslave us they bred, and became widespread and planned ahead leaving descendants, killing many of those who were lead by 'em. As they prey upon our ignorance in the promises of our God, offering pleasures and good experiences which is all just a fraud. So like those fallen angels who had the power to mutate the chromosomes, likewise they try to do this day and age but in my home. Whenever I'm awake late at night chilling all up in my bedroom, the monsters try to get into my thoughts at those moments when I'm alone. I don't know my own actions, with eternal destiny at stake, I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate... Chorus2 2x …When the monsters of lust are once again out to get me; Doing their daily routine try to rape me and break me to a point where I think that is it because this corporation of monsters is making me sick Verse3 We don't battle with flesh and blood but with things unseen who are chillin' in darkness of worlds that are obscene only trying to lure you to roads of destruction and after that they get their momentary piece of satisfaction. Laughing at my reaction before and after my fall when I'm influenced by them my mind can't function at all, but I know if after lusting I'm not disturbed and sleep well at night, then spiritually I totally got something wrong in my heart inside. Monsters! Once I let 'em in it is evident it makes me sorrow, turning my heart stone cold and carving it hollow, so it's time to wake up from this nightmare I lived through, and live it up in obedience 'cause I don't want no sequel. It's a new life in Christ and I want to stick to it, forsake my wicked ways and keep my blood unpolluted. What these monsters stand for I no longer pursue it. I won't let 'em get me, and by God's grace I can do it. Chorus3 2x …When the monsters of lust are once again out to get me; Doing their daily routine try to rape me and break me to a point where I think that is it because this corporation of monsters is making me sick

Sometimes in life we just gotta shamed to really think about, who is it really to blame for our sin that we did that is living in us; causing us to lean away from the truth that we must trust; to be satisfied in the One and Only rather than our sin which makes us really dirty not so holy because the stains fade it away, the stains that pierce the soul stronger than we may even thing about; as the soul screams needing a recharge, but the truth gets weakened in our hearts as we are falling in a category of practical atheists; sining while believing, but not satisfied in The Best. Oh it's a shame to even look up not at the people, but at the omnipresent God Who sees the hearts, the words, the works and thoughts, and if we don't stop the actions our soul continuously rots. Oh it's a shame now… What is it that we can't be perfect even for a day evaluating realizing sin gets in the way? Oh what is that number one thing that we must seek so we can be strong enough in our faith for the next month and week? Because we're meek enough to get shamed for a couple of minutes, but the question here is how we walk away from it and live it in the path that's promised to be narrow but leading to life, unlike that path of sin that's wide and easy leading to eternal cries. It is fear, fear of The One that has created us to praise Him, but when we sin He get's frustrated. For this cause many are weak and sickly among and many sleep, 'cause we don't judge ourselves according to what our hears speaks now when temptation comes, are we gonna get down with it or just flee the fleshly passion running towards wisdom? In which the first step is the fear of the Almighty God, and those who don't have it will sadly end up being shamed. Oh it's a shame now…

Even if they're beautiful from head to the toes; captivating minds with thoughts that are hard to control. So beautiful! So greatly, anywhere that you turn it's like a live model show vividly in front of you shown. So beautiful! Sexy and seductively dressed; so much variation of 'em that you're truly impressed. So beautiful! That every minute you go through a test; how you'll handle the first is how you'll handle the rest. So beautiful! With all the delusions and sparkling glamour tryin' ta control and rob me from the riches I have. So beautiful! Pondering seeking attention breaking the standard by acting and dressing and talking very unmannered. So beautiful! In public turning heads of all of the dudes, but what I think is honest opinion, don't wanna be rude. So beautiful! Taking advantage of men who love 'em madly; sweet from outside, but inside to me you look ugly! Chorus1 No! I don't want your love and your tricks played on me, and don't want to be tempted by your false beauty. No! I won't give you my strength and my wealth away. So please don't hate on me girl this truth I need to say. Don't think I'll change my mind 'cause I ain't tryin' ta holla at you with some overused played-out pickup liners. I'd rather be honest and real with you from the start; you're hot, but I won't let you deceive and steal my heart. Like they do in physical affairs to erotic magazines which many men hold guilt of viewing as it seems, but pornea, is what many women are committing by dressing up showing it all off where many are seeing. Then can't even be looked at as a normal human being; if it gets bad enough then the thought become obscene; so when you think about it, neither can walk away clean, but can prevent confusing love and lust and all in between. Yet they're still so beautiful, always looking pretty, If they're no here to please me then who should it be? A question that surrounds us with an answer it demands, well it's easy, their beauty is there to satisfy their husbands. Chorus2 No! I don't want your love and your tricks played on me, and don't want to be tempted by your false beauty. No! I won't give you my strength and my wealth away. So please don't hate on me girl this truth I need to say. 'Cause she's so beautiful! At first She's who I barely notice, 'cause it's inside of her heart where her beauty is flourished. So beautiful! I come to realize she's not like the others falling for all the nice words heard from the sweet-talkin' brothas. So beautiful! When I first ask her out she doesn't say yes; making me patiently wait and go through this test. So beautiful! Christ-driven knowing her calling and purpose; not to belong to herself, truly knowing what her worth is. So beautiful and sweet is her voice with her lovely appearance whom to meet one day I wait to be given the clearance. So beautiful! A crown to her husband - the woman of virtue; Who can find such a wife whose price is far above jewels? So beautiful! She is my beloved and there's no spot on her, I just hope I can also present myself pure, 'cause she's so beautiful! Ravished my heart, my sista, maybe someday my bride, she ravished my heart with one glance of her eyes. Chorus3 Ohh Yes! I do want your love to intoxicate me, because I just can't get enough of your genuine beauty. Yes! I will give you my strength and my heart to you. So please girl do believe me because all I say is true.

Yeah let's take a moment to think and analyze the things we're blessed with ready to sick in all of our riches that we simply be taking for granted, this common grace that falls on us thinking we deserve to have it when really, what blessings we have that we haven't been given, and yet we boast of our riches as if we did not receive it? When actually it's more like, we have been given this favor to work with our hands and be blessed eating the fruits of our labor. Yet we tend to complain that we still don't have enough due to our luxurious craze making our own living tough; falling into deception that we need to be rich to live happily forming misconceptions what poor is in reality. Even at a recession we're still rich within our vanity; the irony is that we think we're near to poverty. I say we let these tough times tremble our prosperity so we can realize how rich we really, how rich we really, how rich we really are. I'll dedicate this verse to memories of my past; 1990 when the vast majority thought they would last; putting their trust on stashes of their collected cash, but when '91 hit everything they had fell down and crashed. Off course these are the end of Soviet days that I talk about; what could be forgotten, but that is what I really doubt; when many necessities were deficient or sold out we lived simply, without things Americans can't live without. And we got used to it day in and day out; chillin' five hours in the breadline, hearing people shout their song in unison about their broken state of misery, with everything a deficit saying, this is it! But every morning there were new hopes on the horizon 'cause we believed in God who always provides and at least had something to eat, a home, clothes, and a car, better than others by far we realized how rich we really are. How rich we really are. Count our blessings thinking about this: living a day how over a billion heads in the world live; take out your couches at home except a table with a few chairs, use floor mats for your beds, wear your oldest pair of keds, put on your worst apparel, everything else you have, toss it, forget what fresh water is hommie 'cause you ain't got no faucet, forget the midnight grubs, 'cause you don't even have a fridge, just some flour, sugar, salt, and a dish of dried beans. No bathroom, no TV, no crib with electricity, no books or magazines 'cause you don't even know how to read, just a small radio for the whole shanty town community, with no hospitals, they only hope is your immunity. No banks or pensions, just your 10 bucks for the months. After grinding the plow all day, hope you family has enough; with 25 or more years cut off your life expectancy only then understand and see how currently rich we really are. How rich we really are.

Hey I won't let Dow Jones, AIG trip me down and pressure me especially when across the seas that's what everybody sees; modern G's in banks loosing bank in many G's; they're broke and their trust in the mighty dolla also broke; nothing works out as they fill out bankruptcy paper work; with each stroke written bankrupt they get heart strokes and suicide; some try to sue a side and judge 'em, but the judge is bought out by the banks who run him. Nowhere to run, the masses flip out when they see this picture; solutions that will function is what they can't even picture; hoping there is a way to recover, but they get turned away; they trip out when they begin this trip in this economy. Where will the road lead? Who will come out and lead? 'Cause the lead puppets in office are full of greed and deceit with no justice - taking our rights away; that's how it's just is in this modern day democracy. I may seem plain in this fruitless plane, but slowly paying my dues throughout the struggle and pain; no currency loosing its value will make me go insane 'cause my wealth is in the heaven above eternally saved. Yes I'm broke, living in a economic mode, but feel blessed, because God's kingdom comes first above the rest to which I strive to, or at least try to anytime something comes up praise Him from all that I do. Remember the Founding Fathers? Godly men supposedly; the sons nowadays are opposites, lovers of money. "In God We Trust," what is written on the currency, but not the same god most plead for help to currently. Revival is what we need, in our hunger not overfeed ourselves within this wealth, with our planted seed hoping to prosper, but forgetting about the Gospel. Better turn to God before things around us turn hostile. So really in this crisis what it comes down to… is that Christ sees and controls everything around you. The truth is only in Him, all you got to do is believe it, receive it as a free gift, obey it, and live it. Allow the living word to come in, humble and tear you, or just let your pride deny the truth as it compels you. I just pray, we keep His word close to our heart; not become Satan's prey in this world that's falling apart. 'Cause where you gonna find the truth in this evil age; where many are deceived, controlled like puppets on the stage; thinking it's the truth, but in reality it's not; accepting every ideology but not the word of God. Realize the biggest crisis when children are apart away from Father in hell rather than with Him at the top. Common now, let the truth ignite in you with a spark by allowing God to crush and then reshape your heart.

Hey yo. There is something that's been on my mind. True stories of lives that you can find, from within your own home to the farthest street corners. Just gimme a second as I start remembering, gathering my thoughts for this song that I'm assembling; labeling patterns of love shattering at full swing; like the world that's falling apart is what they're resembling. It sounds like it suddenly happens, not even close; as we chose to go our separate ways from the one choice that is given; to live not giving in into the darkness of sin that causes the whole world around us to be crumbling. Including us if we chose to dwell in its presence; transgressing the will of our predestined essence; glorify Adonai, do that for Him which is pleasant, instead of pleasing our flesh like captivated peasants. Yes it's very unpleasant live through the stories we hear, but scriptually we are reminded that the last days are near; that the times will come full of difficulties where the love for oneself will spread like a disease; when back in the days we used to praise God together, but as we know today the power of sin stormed-up the weather. I feel like this lawlessness is grabbing a hold of me; world falling apart, God please save us. Chorus1 Sister, brother I miss you. The world is falling apart. Mommy, daddy I wish you. The world is falling apart. Come back and don't let this crazy world fall upon me, but the question is, Where'd you go? Wifey, hubby how could you? The world is falling apart. Please don't tell me that we're through. The world is falling apart. Common scenario of what the heads are saying, crying out loud, why'd you leave me? My world is already fallen but will be resurrected by One Who is coming to make a change all of a sudden 'cause we're not forgotten in the midst of this mess; World falling apart? No 'cause He holds it in His hands with patience fulfilling His plan here, keeping control; and if we fall off the path of truth He convicts our souls; do whatever He needs to, purify the church is His goal; go through His flock; separate the sheep from the goats. Let's just hope and pray they last day we don't fall off, but keep our heads elevated to the heavens above; whatever might be the cost for us to remain in purity; serve one another and grow to spiritual maturity; and put our security on Christ Lord our Saviour; don't waste your life on pleasures in the days He gave ya; and if you're not on the right path, you still have time left to get saved and delivered; not end up like the rest crying… Chorus3 Sister, brother I miss you. The world is falling apart. Mommy, daddy I wish you. The world is falling apart. Come back and don't let this crazy world fall upon me, but the question is, Where'd you go? Wifey, hubby how could you? The world is falling apart. Please don't tell me that we're through. The world is falling apart. Common scenario of what the heads are saying, crying out loud, why'd you leave me? It's getting dark; you don't wanna see the world fall'n apart; you better get yourself in line; He's gonna be here right on time. It's getting dark; you don't wanna see the world fall'n apart; you better get yourself in line; He's gonna be here right on time.

How many days it takes to get a sinner of his wrong path?
That eventually turn into never ending God's wrath.
When all of a sudden life falls short, but I never did nothing
To turn the soul away from sin; it's never late to begin to break through the walls that the sinner in within its control,
dominated, ready to be destroyed, but the warranty that's given is not yet void.
To prove the point look at all the nations, and the lives they've been living, but God still got patience.
As they are held in His palms singing down tempo songs.
Due to their sin they don't see the grace that abounds them
as time is patiently ticking away.
How many days does it take for God to end it in a way
When His palms would flip, and we all would trip an fall straight down bellow the earth's core after all the time that has been given for us to realize
these prophesied words that soon will finalize, for reals,
But most don't feel the warmth of His love
they only trip about the wrath coming from above How many days will it take for a nation to awake
from the nightmares of darkness of sin they are in?
When they will wake up in the morning, mourning and crying
only to see that around them more people are dying.
The sun stopped shining, the stars fell down,
and the moon that has been there is nowhere to be found.
Yeah that might be the extreme that only at the end of the world will be seen but check it.
The good and bad news are coming, I don't wanna wreck it,
if you're not ready to hear it go ahead and turn off the record.
But before making that choice choosing to neglect it
up on the throne of the Judge you're either accepted or rejected
just so you know that. Now that you know that
the question is how many days will it take you to react?
There is no argument that I'm thinking irrational
judging by the surroundings around us that are actually factual.
The wrath of nature? No! Of the One above all
in front of Whom we fearlessly stand proud and tall.
Not for long until the self gratified are shamefully humbled at the end of the world;
What the young man said as he mumbled. We were born with our pathways set towards hell beyond shadow of doubt
He was saying...
Tune your ears to what I say so you understand well what I'm talking about
He was saying...
Yo hommie open your eyes please!
Don't believe all panic of last days you see in movies,
'cause biblically it'll be much worse that you think it;
comparing to the lies of the movies that are scripted.
It's a craze of apocalyptic events we see in the trends
that give us many versions on how all it will end.
It's crazy to think that by this we get entertained,
but if it becomes a reality in our life it's God we blame;
letting our tongue loose when it should be tamed;
rebelling against God; if we don't repent we'll be shamed.
Whatever might come you think are things you will endeavor to live but you won't,
'cause only the soul lasts forever.

When the culture shock hit me back in '95;
prevalent to times when true hip hop was still alive;
I Alexey Dolotov moved to the States,
and still soaking up this culture as it cultivates
the foundation true appreciation for the art,
for the true hip hop, in which I claim my part,
and progress in this talent giving it all I got,
I'm gonna make sure first above all I praise my God.
Don't want to mess up what's given but set my priorities straight;
to always give Him the glory, never let it get replaced.
Even if releasing this seems like a slow pace;
I'm glad it was so until spiritually I was at that place;
To really spit the truth as it is with nothing to hide;
rather than hypocritically spit bunch of lies.
'Cause I'm trying to share my heart and soul transparently,
but if I say too much, please don't be using it against me
'cause it's hip hop Most of everyone that knows me asking for it when?
Well I guess I'll do my best to release it then.
If only certain individuals get hold of it,
it will spread farther in the world than I could think and be a blessing.
Yeah I'm guessing that it is so
not unless it's addressing somebody's wondering soul in need of a Savior. And the words I gave ya are not the scriptures,
but will definitely direct ya
to the main source God Himself author of the word;
giving eternal life to all who believed what they heard spoken by Christ the Lord; and now live in submission; who along with His help are being perfected to completion;
and finally will be when that day will come;
when God will finish up the story that He has begun.
With everlasting joy we'll be singing an new song,
but until then I'll be continuing this one. Twenty-eleven and continuing...