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shai linne - Mic Check 1, 2
(from the album The Solus Christus Project)
© copyright 2005


Hook:
Steve: Yo heís the S H the A I, the L I double N E
Phanatik: Repí the Son of Man who gave his life as a ransom for many
Shai: Yo heís the P H the A N A the T the I the K
Steve: spittiní the Word with the purpose of puttiní Christ on display
Phanatik: Yo itís the S T, the E the EP, the E the N
Shai: Telliní people they need to repent before they see the end
All: So microphone check 1, 2, 1, 2
Yo Steve- Itís on you

Verse 1: Stephen the Levite
Shai, Phanatik and I emphatically try
To battle these lies, with strategy wise- insanity (why?)
Our family ties in Adam preside, our vanity thrives, humanity dies
Itís sad to see lives are twisted, iniquity got Ďem like licorice
Kids are wicked, they get lifted and split wigs
Illegal business to get rich quick and hit chicks
Itís like a sickness- Can this kid get a witness
Yo itís amazing, how Jesus Christ died to save Ďem
But they donít praise Him, theyíd rather be stuck in the same sin
Iím talkiní aged men, hanginí around wití the same friends
Ainít nothing changed since they left high school and became Ďmení
They still children, seeking for stuff to fulfill them
Theyíre only building with legos, floor to ceiliní
Itís goní be ill when they see thereís no place to chill when
Godís revealing their true ID like Rumpeltiltzkin
Thatís why we warning Ďem, saying they need to be born again
ĎCause theyíll be torching Ďem if they donít repent before the end
Eternal tormenting or the Eternal Lord and His kin
Riding on horses and destroying the dark forces of men
The choice is yours friend, but if you ask me itís obvious
Heís God in the flesh, nobody can stop Him- not even death
You gotta accept itís not a perspective- itís objective
He died and rose again so you can live when He stops your breath, kid

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Verse 2: Phanatik:
They wanted to get deep, they wanted to get street, so
If youíre wondering if you should run and go get peeps, well
Iíll probably stay here and Iíll probably change gears
And shift from 5th down to 2nd just so my message stays clear
I donít rep the streets; I represent the God of heaven
The God you prayed to on 9/11
Iím not a reverend but I got a lot of reverence
For the Most High and close by is not a weapon
My protection is not in a nine or a tech, then
What on earth am I trusting in to be safe?
Iím trusting in the Go who claims to give life past the grave
Close range shots, but itís like I only got grazed
I got faith so Iíll live again- death does not faze
Youíre in a maze because His grace is amazing
Praise Him- He saves men from the fires of hell that are raging
Cajun cages for all who are raging
Against the machine of the Supreme Beingís Agent
That brings salvation that can redeem our nation
That can be seen now while gazing at the cross while Heís waiting
Oh! Wow, Heís patient Oh! How he saves men
So how do we thank Him who gave us this skill?
Yo, Iíll praise Him- No doubt Heís blazing
You donít bow todayÖ Then later you will
And thatís real- you can say what you feel

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Verse 3: shai linne
He gave His life as a ransom, Iím hyped and Iím dancing
When reciting my anthems of Christ, the Righteous Lamb who lights my lantern
Who else but the Lord of the nations
Can hype a heathen drunkard to write without even one word of self-glorification?
My feeble words- inadequate indeed to describe the Immaculate Seed
Destined to do miraculous deeds
At the age of twelve, he had the old heads amazed at His insights
Obeyed His parents, even though He created their wind pipes
A true Anomaly- and who can ponder the
Servant fighting the serpent in the desert with verses from Deuteronomy
Satan threw every obstacle at Him, but couldnít fathom
The brilliant stratagems of the eschatological Adam
The uniqueness of His meekness is too deep to speak
And if you think meekness is weakness, try being meek for a week
Perfect humanity- yet bubbling with divinity
Fulfilling the eternal covenant within the Trinity
Excruciating suffering, infinite agony
Divine abandonment for the Inventor of gravity
No sin in His Majesty, He was a substitute
The fruit of His love was enough to scoop sin up from the root
The third day rose victorious- meaning history is
A play that Godís directing to make Jesus look glorious
We spit holy speech over beats to turn up the temperature
And no retreat though we seek the return of the Emperor!

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