The Fall

Sometimes I pause rappin' and wonder what all happened

Read Genesis 1—stunner, you'll start clappin'

Read Genesis 3—you'll see a fall that's been

Keeping us all flattened

Like what we would call backspins

Back then—the fall was immediate

Sin enter in but as a foreign ingredient

It's getting worse

Man's livin' in a curse

First—different hurts

Then worse, he's endin' in a hearse

It wouldn't be so bad if

I ain't read those passages

And see so graphically that we were majesty

We were designed for rulin'

Could've caught us snackin' with a pack of lions just coolin'

I try to picture how it might be

Seeing life rightly, nightly getting' it in w/ wifee

No strife B

Just different paths that we'd site see

Chillin' like raspberry ice tea

[Hook]

I'm the living God and I made you

Though you've fallen hard I can raise you

Though your name's in lights

I see your pain and strife

And I'm the only God that can save you

I'm the living God and I made you

Even though you broke my heart I can change you

I can give you life

'Cause I paid the price

And I'm the only God that can save you

It was boomin'—love between humans

They both loved God and they'd rush to communion

Seemed too legit to quit just like Hammer

Next scene—wooop—they tripped and slipped like bananas

Now fast forward

The cast—you're it

Can't ignore it

You're in it—you didn't have to ask for it

We're like the crack baby who got jacked way before birth

It sure hurts and that's crazy

Yet it's evident—we're in Adam—we get a portion

Sin's inherited and we've inherited a fortune

Now the block ain't safe; dudes chop their weight

To make moves they've got to glock their waist

No love, they're so thug they would pop their race

The whole club scene is bugged and it's not so chaste

No love, they're so thug they would pop their race

The whole club scene is bugged and it's not so chaste

[Hook]

You might think this is pointless

The point is I point kids to God and His anointed

I too used to need a blunt to crack a smile

Others' needs exceeded the weed they needed to crack a vile

Though we party a lot the party'll stop

That's when we'll see what the party is not

It's not an answer for life's cancer

It's not a chance to fix the broke

It only can coat like Mylanta

The truth—we're just people we're feeble and frail

You can see we're not free like people in jail

Tried money, sex, weed

Yes—you seek and you fail

Can't sleep, your situation is bleak and it pale

Don't forget in the text Genesis 4 to 6

Proves the Lord is the Creator and He's more than vex

And yet, He's got grace and agape

I pray for your lives sake

You'll wake and hear God say as His heart breaks...