Mic's I've checked a few, shows I've wrecked a few!
holyhiphop
christianrap
luke
schroeder
luke schroeder
Lyrics
Yo check one two what’s your microphone gonna do, what’s your purpose to rhyme Luke, yeah I talk to myself yes its true, sometimes I do it because I got no one else talk to and its also true that rap brings emotion, so when I have a mic I need to proceed with caution, my talking can uplift my rapping is a gift, but talking and rapping can be unfit for impressionable ears, I’m going through questionable years, will I let it crush me or increase my trusting in the creator, world full of haters, haters of him and haters of me, how can you hate the G-O-D well it happens when you love the world and sin, will you ever love your Lord and trust in him, or will you just get pinned down, when your dead will you wish you hadn’t sinned now, when your dead will you wish you took the way out, when your dead your gonna see more clearly, but when your dead you won’t be able to hear me, so hear me out, there’s a savior at your door and he’s knocking now, will you open up or will he have to bust it down, in this world there’s a pop culture of people want to clown, but I’m scared of clowns, because its all a front, paint your face hide your feelings and appear to have fun, but I’ll be blunt clowns are stuck in what a circus, surrounded by freak shows and animals they work with, if that’s not the story of life than what is, there’s animals out there making money off of kids, selling records in the drugs, thugs, sex, biz. This is the world where we are called to witness, but instead of God’s image we celebrate the freak, instead of being strong on our knees we stand weak, and instead of glorious hope all we see is bleak, choking on the foul smell of man’s sin we reak, seek ye first the kingdom repent, sometimes the church does this worse them, when you look at us do you see perfection, when you look at us do you see love’s message, when you look at us do you see what’s true, when you look at us how bout when you look at you, I’ll testify I’m not the best that I could be, but that’s not what defines Christianity, no longer is my name synonymous with sin, no longer is the burden on me its on him, its that’s simplistic yet your still resisting, so I’ll keep persisting my message your missing, will be preached till life’s desisting, so I’ll tell you one more time, the Gospel is that God came and died, died whose death cause it sure wasn’t his, died so that he can make you and me his kids, died so that the wages of death could be paid, please open a bible read the pages and pray, say Dear Lord help me like you did, give me the strength for faith so I can live, I look around see sin and death, so Lord please let me feel your breath,