Tag Archives: God

Lyrics: Earth

It’s the greatest gift, yo, that we don’t deserve.
The Son of God came in a human birth
He gave His life, yeah – that’s how much you’re worth
Divine sacrifice joining heaven and EARTH

Next week the random word to rap with is ‘Doughnut’

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Lyrics: Spinach

I’ve somehow managed a second week of what my wife would call ‘Kanye rapping’ [from American Boy where he rhymes UK with you K]

I ain’t in the game to increase my brand up,
hit 10 grand up, a 5-year plan up.
I just need a beat to make people put their hands up
Burn real hot, yo, it’ll top your tan up.
No getting stressed, yo don’t wanna get your glands up.
Fly like Popeye, let’s open a SPINACH can up.
All for the truth, yeah you know I’m gonna stand up,
no backing down, it’s a time to man up.

The next random word to rap with is: tsunami

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Lyrics: Prank

Ok, been a bit cheeky with the 3rd line here. Not my usual subject matter or language [but quite enjoyed it hah hah].

I get rant calls, crank calls – phone goes dead and other blank calls.
Every other day get PRANK calls – PPI and fake bank calls.
Phonebooths advertise skank calls, call girls – knickers round ankles.
I pray honest – make frank calls, and count my blessings – my thankfuls.

Next week the random word with which to rap is SPINACH

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Lyrics: Package

My son was 6 a couple of weeks ago! This is for him, and just in time for Father’s Day too.

6 years ago it had only just begun,
came into my life and my heart you won.
Big brown eyes, and a smile to stun
all PACKAGED up in a bundle of fun.
It’s been 6 years and so much has been done
all the rumbles and games still keeping me young.
Blessed to bits by the gift of a son.
My top boy – second to none.

The random word for rapping with next week is OYSTER

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Lyrics: Saviour

It kinda fascinates me the different ways that I go about beginning to write the lyrics. Sometimes you get an initial concept early on, sometimes it’ll be a rhyme or line that will arrive first. This week I couldn’t get a hook in, and began writing lots of words beginning with S, thinking I’d really do an alliteration piece. But in the end, I’ve nicked the first four lines from another rap I wrote last year. My mate who writes gospel songs asked for a guest 16 bridge in one of his new tracks, and I was thinking about it on the way home and just went in after the opening lines from that, as the concept fitted what I wanted to do with the ‘saviour’ word this week. Basically it’s about randomly meeting up with a guy who turns out to be Jesus.

This guy comes up, calls me by my name,
but I don’t know him – is this some kinda game?
He says ‘Sit down’ and he’ll explain,
Tells me I’m the reason that He came.
Sent into a world of sin and shame,
bickering, bullying, insult and blame.
Death, disease, poverty and pain.
The Son, The SAVIOUR – one and the same.
Gives sight to the blind and healing the lame,
freeing the captives, breaking their chains.
Truth and life coursing through my veins,
I can’t believe it, replay the frame!
To turn my heart from a spark to a flame,
new life will start, with peace in my brain.
Into my life I let The Christ reign,
die to myself – no loss but gain.


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Next week our random word for rapping with is WAREHOUSE.

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Lyrics: TEARS

Like water on glass, the TEARS stream down your face.
Healing the scars and screams of past disgrace.
Can’t be erased, but in place a new embrace.
There’s love in His gaze, so run into the arms of grace.

Next week our random word for rapping is: SLIPPER

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Lyrics: FIGURE

I know a J-Hova, but yo, it’s not Jigga.
The Lord I follow – he be a fair size bigger.
Do the work of my God without a finger on the trigger.
Freedom fill your thoughts through the real father FIGURE.

Next week we must rap using the word EXILE

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Happy 2015, was sitting on half of this over Christmas, here’s the full lines:

Gimme a badass beat to tear up the dancefloors,
a funk filled force, not four-to-the-floor.
Beat so loud – neighbours’ banging down the doors.
No jeers from the crowd, cheers, hear the APPLAUSE!
Try something different, I rhyme for a cause.
No rap battle wars, tit for tat, settle scores.
Treat the girls right, call ’em ladies not whores.
I’m living in the light. Why not stop and take a pause?

Next week’s random word to rap with: FIGURE

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