This degenerate generation is an accumulation of aberrations that aggregated since our aggravation of grace as we acclaim acclamation to sin with adoration. We continue crude legacies of brood vipers who siphoned life from those with leprosy to puff up their pedigree with pedantry by neglecting clemency.
I pull out poetic cyphers to decipher the scriptures cause I’m rapping for souls in wrapping your souls with a mixture of Spirit inspired pictures. I’ve found how proudly we profane the profound when we renounce the foundations of Christ’s ground. His body bought you with blood, sweat and tears and all we’ve brought him is love drenched in fears.
We scrupulously build our bodies and bank accounts, to abound with bodies without a soul’s sound. Many confound Christ and Christianity when they denounce the devout. The sound of rejecting Jesus is tantamount to a spiritual blackout.
It astounds me to hear rappers propose to promote positivity when they compose prose that positively oppose righteousness’s proclivity. Your vulgar vernacular is confused corruption beyond the Latin vulgate and validates the vices of vile voices you vexingly vilify. If you want to change lives then changes lines but your lies give you chains that’s chained you from making a change.
Who is going to uphold the dignity of women without in the same breath denoting them as hoes? Who’s gonna devote to destroying drug addiction without demotion of their words as they stay surrounded by smoke. Or who will oppose violence without simultaneously asking who wants this smoke? Sin has singed our souls since God cringed at its conception. But the concept that we’re more fallen than Adam is common of minds falling for the flawless deception of sin that’s hidden its history of lawlessness.