Propaganda Spittin' Truth

Ok, let me clear a couple things up for you...

And it might get weird

I know how this sounds

But we are not gospel rappers

We don't do Christian hip-hop

There is no such thing

Let me answer your facial expression with a question:

Is it possible for me to act black?

Is it possible for me to not act black?

Last time I checked my "black" don't come off

Homie, everything I say and do is black by default

And this might be confusing, a change-up

Just don't let your brain hang up

Our faith says our Savior came for people, not objects

You can love a car, you can nickname a teddy bear

But you know it's not alive, right?

You know it don't love you back

There's no such thing as Buddhist doughnuts

Christian napkins, or Muslim tennis shoes

Objects don't make statements of faith

I'm confused, isn't that obvious?

As obvious as we are clearly Christians

But rap ain't our ministry nor our calling

Whoa, we got the same call every Christian got

Whether a mailman, janitor, DJ, teacher

There's an endless possibility of vehicles you can drive down that straight and narrow path

Ain't one better than the other

And a vehicle is useless if there's no foot pressing the pedal

With a clear understanding of the destination

And a mastery of how to drive

Know what you believe, but don't write a rap 'til you won a couple battles

Respect the vehicle, respect the art

We are not gospel rappers

Did you ever hear Black On Both Sides?

The state of hip-hop is the state of its participants

Its life, its voice, its philosophy comes from the voices that give it life

Every rapper got a worldview that it brings to the table

We just throwing ours in the pot

And if God turns off our mics, then our rhymes come in sign language

Saying the same thing in the same vein of the construction worker

That pulled me to the side and said, "God's got a plan for you"

It may seem like semantics

We know it's more to help the web hosts know how to file our albums

But if you minimize your worldview to a genre or vocation

You do God and the art a disservice and probably suck at both

Let me answer your question with a question:

Is the paper porn printed on unholy?

Do you magically become Mexican when you eat posolé?

I know, you think that's semantics

But them nuances matter

Like moving the decimal point on payroll checks

That tiny little dot packs a huge punch

It's the difference between rent money and lunch money

Tell me that ain't a big deal

I am not a gospel rapper

There is no such thing

I know how that sounds

But would it be absurd to say that a couch has a philosophy?

And the day I stop rapping is the day I stop believing in sovereignty

We are on our Dead Prez

Our faith, what it bigger than?

Our gospel is not a genre

It informs my every decision

This is who I am

Hip-hop is my culture

I am not a gospel rapper

I am a gospel liver