The Legacy

(Matt 28:18-20, 2 Tim 2:2)

[Verse 1: muzeONE]
MuzeONE is the product of a legacy, non-deceasing energy
Solid as a temple, b, scholar of the heavenlies
Started with a simple seed planted on the Bainbridge
2 yrs prior to my birth Pop changes
4 spiritual laws rips his heart’s chord
Hardcore, keys replaced, fits his heart’s door
Now ajar, found afar off and
Brought closer than before, now boasting in the LORD
Growth begins, 4 young arrows in his quiver
Glory as his bride and a message to deliver
On loan, flock fed, nourished by the bread of life
Long road, knocked heads, burdened by a precious light
Pop knows God said, “Work’em till they’re heading right
Snot nosed hard heads putting up a desperate fight
Still grew, Dad spilled truth on the daily
Ma too, ma’dukes patience is crazy
Endure, pops took the flames like a man, bruh
Stood firm even with the death of my grandpa
Watched as his kids slipped slowly out his handle
Observed as sin ripped his whole fam up
Faithful, pressure squeezes cries from our lungs, yo
Plot line thickens when the seeds start to bud growth
Love slow simmers men, never touch a microwave
Prodigals returned to the foundation Christ laid
Christ paid the ransom, purchased his family
Pops laid his hands in, worked with us gladly
Making disciples shaped by the bible
Making the night glow, racing for life yo
Handing the baton down to MVP and muzeONE
Michelle and Christina too , we’re his troops son
The truth, dun!, Pops, yo I’m thankful for everything
4 stones in your crown, LONG LIVE THE LEGACY!

[Hook]
It’s the legacy, spread the gospel, transparently
Riches up in heaven stay wealthy
Keep in the family, adopted, now workin’ for the agency and nursery
Keep the kids healthy

[Verse 2: Stephen the Levite]
I plan to leave a legacy, wisdom locked up in a treasury
Apply knowledge, went to Bible College, not a Pharisee
Live it out
Didn’t get to finish God shipped me out to Philly, got the word in your heart it’s time to get it out
Trust me, life isn’t easy God crushed me
Add your livin’ water God I’m dusty, clay never slushy
Moldable, hold every bold Holy quotable
God the life source fades your notables
Blue print: red letter Ed[ition]: God’s two cents
Heads connect, free PCS both use Sprint:
Incense, Lord as I mature give me infants
Little Christ-likes, multiply your existence
Fruitful, plant seeds give me two scoops full
Sprinkle that, do somethin’ make yourselves useful
The youthful
Makin’ sand castles in the soil stop playin’, there’s blood on your hands that truthful
Wrong dirt, go make disciples not converts
Work that, like a Philly cat wit a long shirt
Slow-mo’, unfed seeds don’t grow
Where’s the word at? Only that can speed up the tempo
I’m agro, cultural, mad at the culture of the half-flow:
Half hot water, half cold
Check Ezra, nine, Nehemiah Thirteen and Samaria
Balaam runnin’ game in your area
I’m sick of this, told you sometimes I feel like Phinehas
Ready to take a stand and leave a legacy of zealousness
One track [mind] first Corinthians eleven: one that
Run tell your friends uncompromised love’s back
Jesus, died on the cross in the open all peeped it
Rose from grave if you believe it then speak it
Lives are at stake don’t cheapen it, preach it
Spread the legacy like you mean it

[Hook]