The Cross Movement Album: Holy Culture Track: Holy Culture
Holy Culture Lyrics
Performed by Phanatik Written by Brady Goodwin Jr. Produced by Kevin Authur for Rizen Music (ASCAP) Recorded by Vince Delorenzo Mixed by Carlos "Storm" Martinez Published by Cross Movement Music & Publishing (SESAC) & Spinning Audio Vortex (BMI)
Verse One: Thank God for music that we can use it to do what He said Deliver His word until we're dead like two in the head Blue and red, white flashin' lights light up the night Fiends inside of a building light up a pipe What do you sell? Plus you got a brother in jail? You would rather be there than to suffer in hell Come on, what do you tell kids who ask, why are we here? What's up with all the drama and why all the fear? I always hear people talk like evil is fun, evil is good But what about the evil outcome? You know this can't be the way, this canvas we paint Can't just be blamed on the powers that be The artists are us, we draw what we lust And cause the corruption and problems we see
Hook: All we do is pray, stay, build, chill, walk the, talk the Spark the Holy Culture!
Live, give, speak with meekness... week out and week in Spark the Holy Culture!
Verse Two: Visualize this, visit these lives with such vivid design which Of course gets distorted then vicious demise hits The streets will put a tear in your eye Life is so unproductive, you're here then you die Bucks growin' up fast pockets blow up with cash Can't even read the sign that says, Slow up or crash!" Throw up your stash, hope that you're the one who enjoys All that your hands worked for when you were employed You and boys have turned into you and your mens Time has passed you by and ruined your trends At two and at ten o'clock hands on the wheel Life is bumpy road can't handle it still Manage your bills as best you can test of skill Without cheatin' to get by, test of your will Blessing your meals, thankful that you got what you need Knowing that you was trippin' your not on your dean Watching your seeds grow into what you forgot Bucking off shots on the corner clutching their crotch Young girls with cash proud cause they got rich quick But can't even be proud of how they got it I know I talk like I'm old, I walk by the code I'll spark up a whole generation of youth To tune into God, bump these tunes in your ride Soon we'll be aiight long as we facin' the truth
Repeat Hook (x2)
Verse Three: Sit back and try to interact with this side of the conversation Your job while we're conversatin' is to be sincerely contemplatin' Time is wastin' waitin' for legislation to pass, Inner-city is neglected while education is last Facin' the blast of cold winds, holdin' in heat Breaking ties with old friends hoping to meet Someone who rightly wins the title of friend Who can revive us and make us vital again
But He aint hard to find, He left behind a trail of truth Like gold nuggets leading people to the old rugged Your soul loves it when you understand the situation We're slaves to sin but in the day of salvation About facin' is taking place and we're making haste when We see the Lord and His glorious grace and I hate when people make decisions on religions from behind a curtain Flirtin' with death when no provision has been made for When this life is over, that's why I like Jehovah Because He makes eternal life doper
I hope ya, don't have to wait in vain Choosing the wrong one to save you in this spiritual dating game Ask questions, find out if the one your choosing Won't have you loosing all in the name of paying dues, man Behind the door I choose, Elohim waits for me and my fellow team mates To finally meet Christ scream hello dream date Then live happily ever after in the after life Knowing that only Christ suffices as the sacrifice And that's a nice way to say it but even still I bet the world won't play it but hey
It'll be sweet like raisins kissed by the suns rays When we praise the raised Son all because the Son raised It'll be sweet like raisins kissed by the sun's rays When we praise the raised Son all because the Son raised