Get You Open Lyrics - The Thesis - Ambassador

[Hook] 

We goin' get you op... we goin' get you open 

Ready or not I gotta tell you from the top it's on 

Christ is God, for Him I've got to rock this joint 

I was born around the same time Hip-Hop was formed 

Vacant lots were swarmed, kids from the block performed 

Soon cocky's norm 

Rappers and cocky form 

Went together like college and sloppy dorms 

But the flows were butter like poppin' corn 

And the shows would get you hyped like Rocky horns 

Some couldn't understand why Poppy warned 

"Stay away" till the day when rappers like Biggie and Pac were gone 

But prior Christ came and got me on 

Taught me not to trust in the biological clock we're on 

We're in the age where the caps are peeled 

Even in school young guns'll have you runnin' like track and field 

And life after the casket's real 

And since that's the deal 

His word gets spilled when I grasp the steel 

Forget mass appeal my heavenly Dad can deal 

With making His word something that all cats can feel 

I'll let grace talk 'cause grace stalks the stray hearts 

She's got something in store that's super like K-Marts 

[Hook] 

Do you see what I see? 

Hip-Hop is a drug and it's got the city plugged like an IV 

Gotta give it upit's the voice of the streets 

It doesn't take muchjust a voice and a beat 

You can keep a crowd hyper 

Control the souls of a whole generation kind of like a modern Pied Piper 

Face it; today ya favorite rapper's the icon 

That's gotta hold on you like the wrap of a python 

Lights onChrist is the hype jawn 

For Him I've gotta get my write on 

So whether in the streets or in the booth 

I'm a get at you, and I'm a prove you don't need the gin and juice 

Mommie you don't gottaDROP IT LIKE IT'S HOT 

And if you do it 'cause you wannaSTOP IT LIKE IT'S NOT 

Son if you like the gangsta mind... think of where them gangstas wind 

[Hook] 

Nix your smarts 

I know one who tricks the smart 

Slick's his art; his canvas is your wicked heart 

You're in a spiritual fog and it's thick and dark 

And like a spiritual frog you get picked apart 

But I know One who'll fix the heart 

Trust me he'll set you free like the girl from 106 and Park 

So shine your light like when a wick gets sparked 

And if you don't give him props then the bricks'll talk 

We switched up, we switched the pitch up 

The lyrical mixture is fully loaded with Scripture 

But some are fancy and cute 

When people can't understand 

They say, "ahh you just can't handle the truth." 

Nah the bad news is; while the gospel's an offense 

lack of clarity and substance just adds to it 

So leave out the trivial tricks 

Moms and kids can both love itkind of like the cereal Kix 

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