The Cross Movement Album: House of Representatives Track: Playa' Hater #1
Playa' Hater #1 Lyrics
By The Tonic
Verse 1: Light'em up Click the switch Juice up your watts To the next notch Till you find your niche
I pray God adjust my pitch So that my beam comes shining-out clean and rich
Though I go to illuminate Gods Plan Darkness waits for me after the jam
Now I'm Protestant, which means I'm a protester If the world was Sanford, then they would call me Esther
Cause some think that the way I live is real ugly Cause some find sin kinda cozy and snuggly
Com-for-table But still not able To tell real truth, from what's on cable
Cause some don't know, when the light starts shining? It could light your path or it could start blinding
Or inspire Or maybe set fire Or blaze up the wicked, just like a vampire
Who's been hit by the rays of the Son, ever dawning Who rose over sin real early in the morning
We let the scripture Paint the picture Then lay back in God's Holy rickshaw
Those with the foul mixture Tear to pieces like a jig-saw But we say "nix yall" And leap the pitfall Yeah, yeah, yeah, cause the crucifix-yall
No arguing or debating Just set the record straight about who's playa' hatin'
Chorus: The foul rip Christ and they just won't stop So be not deceived cause God is not mocked For what they sow, they're sure gonna reap So just lay back and wait for The Thief That's coming in the night, cause He knows how to Creep from Eternity and catch'em like blaaow! Let's see what's said when it's all said and done When they have to come face to face with Playa' Hater # 1
Verse 2: If everybody claims to know the problem Then how come ain't nobody solving Why do the pains of this world keep coming thru throbbin'
Check the tragedy The world prefers darkness, instead of His Majesty
We push positivity But positivity X-Jesus, is positively A good attempted at chivalry
Hard work ethic, and good discipline Won't score points, even though it's good dribblin'
It's the sizzlin' hot hand That puts the ball thru the can And God's Tres' Blaze Far away From the range of mortal man
You can test? But miss? And it's penalty Some slide down to Hell every so gently
Others say Hell is a conspiracy pushed by believers To ruin triple-X sex and take away the real bomb cheeba
They say it's all natural And try to make it practi-cal And say "You can be down with God, even though you living foul"
That's that playa' mind, they playing God to the left But on His right hand is the One who rose over death
So for those not feeling Him and preferring worldly fun Then just call Him "The Wrath": Playa' Hater # 1