Roots Chapter III

Roots chapter 3 taking you deep
So you can peep a colorful tapestry of the capital G's majesty
From the dust He created my anatomy
This pecan-tanned rican who's rapping radically
I was in Adam's family tree, Christ came and engrafted me
In this old rugged tree on a mount called Calvary
Where the Son publicly hung like a pic in an Art Gallery
So like a car battery, I'm fully charged
Ready to ride with the gospel through your boulevard
Full of all the Holy Spirit I spit it
A young juvenile loud with it
I give it plus I live it
Sipping this living Liquid, I'll even lick it
Simply coz I'm loving this Lord named Jesus
If your neck is burdened, He'll be your masseuse
If you need a Savior, He's your rescue recruit
But if you diss this good news get ready for the noose
Sin's the hunter, you're the hunted like the head of a moose
If you choose Christ your life will be an incredible tool
Living, forgiven, spitting views
About the Guy who alphabetically rules (who?)
The Alpha and Omega
La A i la Zeta
The 3-Personal-Guester
The number 1 reason why you should have a fiesta forever