Hot new joint straight from the ISI Camp. Featuring "Eye One", "The Messinjah", and "Prof"
christian hip hop
Lyrics
Some Day - Iron Sharpinz Iron (ISI)
Lines, bars, verse tracks off the head.
Dead to the flesh and lead by the spirit.
Done, but easier said son i'm tryin,
breaths to my breathin still says i'm dyin.
Still believe in Jesus Christ, no denyin, no lyin,
thinkin im fat like i'm beleemic
had me sinkin in my pride my unseen disguise, believe it,
the skies were grey on my side,
but demise lies inside of ones hand
so i let it go to grip the Son of Man.
Now i flow like snuff on my lips and use mics for cups,
(yo, for what?), In case i gotta spit...
words to lift you up where i stand, time to switch
there's souls on demand on both side of the fence, which...
side do i claim to hold down
i was trapped in a maze now amazed i'm found
Some Day
We'll see the fruits of our labor,
the proof in the troops we recruit to spit the truth for the savior
Some Day
Even the youth in a group with his neighbor
rebukin' the ways of the world so they can move with his favor
Your gonna find your way
By the grace of God I pray
Some Day
Some Day
Our words play on notes like common chords
let the Word float over seas and abroad
reppin the Lord, and his name we exalt
while we season the earth they only dabblin salt
we unravelin thoughts, like yarn with tight stitchen
pitch phrases you catch without a glove or mitten
tight knitten, to the cross til the sky's splitten
cause anyone can grab the mic and start spitten
But it takes an artist to carve a sculpture from the scripture
takin picture call my lyrics minolta
with every snapshot of the Word I get you focus
to cats on the block let me tell you what hope is
my scope is to reach the dopest and the nicest
its sad to be caught up in a crisis Christ-less
what we got is pricless, invaluable truth
infallable proofs more fruit than two scoops
Some Day
We'll see the fruits of our labor,
the proof in the troops we recruit to spit the truth for the savior
Some Day
Even the youth in a group with his neighbor
rebukin' the ways of the world so they can move with his favor
Your gonna find your way
By the grace of God I pray
Some Day
Some Day
Idle hands are the devil's workshop
I grab hold of the plow and push through the earth for the crop
Circle the block. My squad put in work for The Rock
while the church hop we plot is it worth it or not?
Ask yourself. so many grasp after the wealth
the swine like the fruit of the Spirit is bad for the health they're blind
I bind that spirit of pride and greed
I plead for you soul's sake get a rake and sow seed
Proceed. With 2 or more gathered agreed hes in the midst
A quick blitz shatters ya dee (defense)
Sin sick since Adam and Eve I use strategy
Ya tragedy wont happen to me
What a life. The curse Submersed in The blood of Christ
Lord of the double edge sword beatin ya butterknife
Piercin the hard hearts of the hard headed who never get it
We rush the block for Christ ready set it
Some Day
We'll see the fruits of our labor,
the proof in the troops we recruit to spit the truth for the savior
Some Day
Even the youth in a group with his neighbor
rebukin' the ways of the world so they can move with his favor
Your gonna find your way
By the grace of God I pray
Some Day
Some Day