House of Representatives

[INTRO]
Ok we need to set some things in order today
Roll call
EarthQuake
Ambassador
Tonic
T.R.U.-L.I.F.E
The Phanatik
Cruz Cordero
Enock
Alright gentlemen the floor's open
Make yourselves clear

[VERSE 1: The Tonic]
Ain't no stopping us
Cause what be coming out our esophagus
Will knock the dust off a living sarcophagus
Dead men walking, stalking, in the darkness they be hawking
Looking for those home alone like Macaulay Culkin
When they come, knocking the door be opened by my Pops
Who says come correct or catch the flaming hots
He gives two choices to those that never heard it
Either be deserted or come and get converted
Even the introverted in His presence ain't shy
But scream Jesus Christ equals Elohim and the Most High
Why go to hell when you die when Christ be
Giving fresh breath of life like Binaca
Why be infernally nasty and mean when
You can be eternally crispy and clean and
Listen to the God who says forget what you heard
You rep for Me, I'll rep for you, and that's My word
Bang!

[VERSE 2: T.R.U.-.L.I.F.E.]
Present and accounted for
Pound it down for my Lord
Sound the horn, spit the raw
Everybody hit the floor!
If the Lord of all, has given all for all
Then why do most of all choose to ball and walk the broad?
Living for the minute, you think, blink it's gone
We in the clutch now, what now, kid come on
Everything we do has a fee, that means it has a cost
T.R.U-L.I.F.E. says choose Christ coz Christ chose the cross

[VERSE 3: Enock]
Gospel activists, advocates of salvation
Preparing for the invasion of Christ the Body-snatcher
Who is soon to come rapture us
A Kodak moment won't capture this miraculous event
Our final call is repentance
No moon, no star, no crescents
We give reverence to the presence of the Maker of the heavens and the earth
Who places first
Who can match the worth of the great I AM?
Who blows on man, turns him back into sand
God's Lamb, the God-Man with the hard hand turns to ruin
The wicked and subdues them, rescues then who pursues him
Renews them, who's tuned into the communion of the Tri-Union
It's no illusion, it's the Most High ruling
God and human Jesus
No man can stand next to
To whom all respect's due
All hail IXOUS

[HOOK]
Mics we blaze em
The lost God will save em
Hands y'all raise em
Christ all praise Him
No pretending
There's only 1 Savior we're recommending
Indeed now let's proceed with the representing

[VERSE 4: Ambassador]
News flash
It's the Ambassador known for asking ya
Do you know the Master of the world the 1 that's after ya?
Had His Son to die just to provide a blood bath for ya
You do the math and you'll come up with love (that's just His character)
He figured the love would capture ya cause it's spectacular
He's coming back like remakes of Dracula just to rapture the Church I clap because I know Satan's hating the fact that you're
Hearing of Jesus and the wonderful plan He has for ya
Some might laugh at ya but they're headed for the wrath that ya
Can't grasp it you're a passenger on a path where ya
Party like a bachelor max like a Maxima
Play the mac in fact you coined the phrase, girl let me rap to ya
You're always strapped down, got enemies all over Crack-town
I know the haps now, I got a similar background
Surrender kids, trust Christ become a friend of His
And let Him throw you on a team of representatives

[VERSE 5: Phanatik]
Jesus be the Lord of the land and man He loves ya
Rejecting Christ is lethal like weapons in the hands of Danny Glover
Any other option burning in ya chest
That has yet to stop sin from turning into death
Needs to be thoroughly questioned before the firing squad
For claiming to have knowledge that's higher than God's
And for telling people these lives my Dad rented
Never had limits, producing a world of bad tenants

[VERSE 6: Cruz Cordero]
We rush the urban habitats where heads be strapping gats
Rapping that keep it real when they're really lacking facts
About the action-packed attraction that's never slacking black
He has everlasting stats on the map (check the atlas)
I attack this phat track with tactics that
Come from the Theocratic palace like Alice
I wonder in this land if you heads understand
How the blunder of man put you beneath the Thunderhand
That won't slumber fam to sling you like a rubber band
Down into hell for rejecting the Son, the Lamb
The eternal Son who was sent
Supreme firstborn who took the worst form of punishment
Death was performed, the curtain tore
It was published in the holy handbook
That this man took for the commission
Of His coming attractions of gospel blockbusters
Blasting His Word that be sharper than box cutters