Test it

[Intro]
The concoction (stir it up)
The Ambassador
The Phanatik
The Gift (Heaven's Mentality)
So all those who believe what they believe
Come put it on the table
Don't be scared
Let's test it

[Verse 1: The Tonic]
Very superstitious and everybody wants three wishes
From a Genie or a religious eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Pick a psychic flow
You say they're on point cause they told you bout your big toe
You say how would they know I had a bunion?
Told you to take coins and stuff 'em in an onion
Then put 'em in a shoe box up in the attic
But make sure that the floor is quadratic
Man I had it clear up to my brain cabinet
You better beware of this witchcraft habit
Can this carry you across sin's chasm?
Well if not then it's all just a phantasm
Leading you into a very real Fantasia
Razor tongues cut deep
But you can't feel it cause ya numb man
Even those in the fam looking for more than the words of the Son
Trying to have fun saying
God told me this
The Lord told me that
But if it ain't confirmed in the Word it ain't fact
But some still continue and I think it's sick
Cause back in the day they would've had to catch a brick

[Hook: The Tonic & The Phanatik]
If it's blessed then come manifest it
Bring it down let's test it
If it's blessed then come manifest it
Bring it down let's test it
Cause this is only a test it's only a test
So if you're gonna bring it then you better bring your best
Cause anything less might burn in the fire
Come, come, come let's test it

[Verse 2: The Phanatik]
Come grab your test paper from the teacher slash preacher wiithout the collar
Not scheming dollars
And won't even scream and holler unless the track's on
But even when I'm subtle you'll still get your bubble blown
If you're out to rebuttal known facts about Messiah
Invite me to your huddle zone even to your cypha
Come let us reason
If there's a God let's figure out how to please Him
And if He's dead we'll go ahead like we don't need Him
It sounds strange but tell me who do you believe in?
See since we got our pardon from the Garden of Eden
And pulled a treason there's been some confusion
About who's really real and who's the illusion?
Is this thing based on skin pigmentation?
Is God just a figment of our imagination?
Cause we can't trace Him? Is it the other way around?
Is man the figment? Do we even weigh a pound?
Do we hold weight as we rotate on our axis?
Who's world is this? I've been dying to ask this
We can't help what we are
Can't change our future by clickin' heels or wishin' on lucky stars
We need a change but whose got the method?
You think you do put it on the table we'll test it
You can test ours matter fact we suggest it
You won't be let down by the King Mr. Majestic
The Son of God one of a wide selection
But who else has a check in the column for resurrection?

[Verse 3: The Ambassador]
We're informed that when the phat track's on
Crews and packs form and swarm
To hear the next man get his rap on
Leavin' God out that's norm but that's gone
Cause we step down to give Jesus the platform
We put Him back on the map long live this
Triune Squad the real God not the Wizard
Of Oz nah the real God with total mastery
With the capacity to speak a decree and it has to be
As for me I'm lovin' this truth and ruggedness
We sing to the King of the Theocratic Government
We're brothers sent never hesitant to represent
Heaven the fly way YAHWEH's resident
The opinions don't vary
In heaven it's all about the slain Lamb not the tooth fairy
Santa Claus, mother nature, rabbit paws
Father time, luck, the man upstairs, that all had to fall
We exalt the Savior
Mr. Fix It
The Living Water with more flavor than Mystic
I know statistics don't create optimistic
Odds for God but He won't fade He's not lipstick
It's prime time for divine glory to shine
He says, Victory is Mine
Man's wise but only in another man's eyes
The God-Man lies and waits for a man when a man dies
And that's a fact comin' at you
Don't let death catch you
Christ died you no longer have to
My suggestion is there be no more 'fessin' or guessin'
Bring it to the front for the testin'