Unashamed—Tribute to Lecrae & 116 Clique

Aye, you can stick that skinny label on my back

But mayn, I won’t stop preaching why He became skinny on that Cross

(2K years flashback)

Why got ploughed His back

Why shed His skin when they smilingly smite His back

And why the Son got burnt on that Wood

Hey dawg, you could mock me on my flat lower back

But, I promise I ain’t stitching my lips

To speak out why the King of kings lowered His back flat

For us spiritually poverty-stricken people

My people, He says

Will trade people and nations for them He says

‘Cause they’re found precious in His two

Go back to Isaiah 43:2

Because they were given shape to

When they were a mere flesh ball in their mumma’s belly

Mayn, this uppercase G even hears prayers from the fish’s belly

Yeah, salvation came to Jonah after he got puked out of disobedience’s belly

When the belly got upset with the prayer smoke he rose

Yeah, black rose!

If it wasn’t for that empty grave

You would see my mum keep a rose

On my filled grave

Ugh! That’s grave!!

You see me a failure cause my pen’s earning only dimes

You say that ’cause you know not

I have that ’cause I say that—

My Manager’s preparing mansions and storing treasures plus rewards

In that overseas Bank for me

Ah! At times, I have no rhymes!

Neva’ mind

Keep yo’ mind on that Word

Instead of typing that ‘P’ word in Google box

Clicking Enter in Boodigo box

Even though you’re not 18

And getting boxed in by that Anti-Word

Trust me, you cannot defeat that Anti-King

Cause his Scarlet Woman is too risqué

To the Pit she’ll risk you!

You need to sign that 1 Corinthians 6:18 treaty with your King James

The clock’s ticking its last tick

You might not get another clock’s tick

From the clock’s Owner, why risk it?

Don’t expect to accept the Messiah

At your multi-parameter’s last tick

Gotta to do that now before to spirit you get sick

‘Cause you know not when you’ll empty your soma

You’d prolly deny this shy Nick

But, Imma tell this to every Tom, Harry & Dick

Yeah, died to the world

So this dead bearded young man is deaf and dumb to your youthful mocks

I pray the Great Heart Surgeon doesn’t harden yo’ heart

And turn you deaf and dumb to His heart

I promise you won’t regret giving your heart into the heart

Of the Author of love who authored your life

So take heart and take this stuff to yo’ heart

‘Cause you’d be cursing yo’ heart if you end up in the Pit’s heart