The Reunion Cypha

V.1 - God’s Servant
Now let me stand and spill raps like the Amba does
About the Christ on the cross and the hammered nails
Just tryna make a play, don't handle glamour well
Just wanna focus on the Lamb and hold the camera still
So you can see Him clear ...
Hosanna to King Jesus, Emmanuel
Though He's a holy God and there's not a bigger name
He loves the lowly squad and knows the sinner's frame
He rolls the manna out, provides a dinner plate
But even better He supplies grace to build a saint
It's more expensive than some real estate
But Jesus really paid and so we're really saved
Yeah we're prone to wander and to run astray
But He's a Shepherd who can retrieve the runaways
You live without the grace that He provides, sorry
You're tryna push a camel through a needle's eye

V.2 - J.A.Z
Your boy's broken-hearted cuz I done broke His heart
And I turned my face away like I ain't an open target
Now I'm a pin-cushion for the sins pushing
I Stuck in Bed-Sty but I ain't in Brooklyn!
You see my eyes wander, watched the prize squandered
Days unfold and seedy like a live drama
But I ain't rehearse for this, what type of curse is this?
It’s got me going nuts like I'm a Turkish dish (yeah)
But He pursued me and scooped me, rebuked me
Covered me like a kufi or toupi, (I mean toupee)
So while I'm in and through these loose streets
Your dude's seek the cool keep flesh deserted like soufflee (I mean Soufflé)
And so to whom shall I go? (John 6:68)
When the Bread of Life is rocking every move that I know
Pursued, purchased, preserved, this is the story
An ambassador who simply exists (XIST) for His glory

V.3 - Shai Linne
Oh snap, Amba taking it back to Christology
Which sparked a Holy Culture with a Heaven's Mentality
Stop the funeral fam, this holy God is beautiful
He's transcendent, radiant, attributes are immutable
Think about the infinite, omnipotent, magnificent
Mad significant heaven-sent God who particularly visited
The sin-sick of this, resisting humans ridiculous
Like making the U.S. President show his birth certificate
Without Jesus I can't breathe, He's my ventilation
Without Jesus I can't think, He's my inspiration
I can do nothing without Him, He's my implementation
And He can restore the city without gentrification
So I am just a messenger of the 1 who was severed to
Correct all of my errors like an editor
So whether you're unlawfully hostile or caught in a brothel
Or Paul the apostle, we all need the gospel

V.4 - Andy Mineo
This joint is spilling so classic
Theology rapping is wack without the practice
So I ask if I'm living for my tracklist
Jesus would you put me in my casket
Lord You're the access, the 1 that we revolve in
The Son of God upon a cross, that's appalling!
You don't think so then you don't know what it cost Him
To purchase lost men from every and all sin
Wait a second I meant sin not some
My iphone better stop auto-correcting my doctrine
Lord You're awesome
Heaven gotta be for eternity
That's how long it'll take to exhaust Him
What a paradox
Yeah I got a canon, I don't carry Glocks
You ain't fearing God but you scared of cops?
We ain't no shook ones
Ever since death took an L like that great train to Brooklyn

V.5 - Cruz Cordero
Twenty plus years ago, Spirit-born here we go
Life seemed plush but soon was rushed by an evil foe
Pipe dreams crushed, light beams busted by life's schemes
My mind fiend for answers to questions like why me?
My eyes seen lots of visine - tears flow
Just a feeble soul and wasn't even a year old
Still wet behind the earlobes, fragile and brittle
Agile and little, imagine the kiddo's
From thistles damaged and crippled
It nearly dwindled to zero yet I managed to fiddle
With the infallible scribbles, every jot every tittle
The Scriptures rekindled the fire
Reminded me of the Messiah
And that the devil's a liar
And that my mental is higher
Coz I AM pursued and purchased
Preserved to worship Him
From church pews to work shoes
My chief purpose is
To glorify …
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V.6 - Ambassador
I'm back in it rapping with cats that's known to be advocates
Of a God that'll snatch you from the disaster you have to get
If you ever did anything, I mean even a white lie
Coz even the teeniest spot of ink on a white tie
Will ruin it, you and I never had us a clean slate
From birth we were dirt, I know at first we may seem straight
But it isn't long before we scheme and we're mean wait
From toddler to teen, adult, to senior we've seen babes display that our nature is off, our nature has taken a fall
The way we were made it was off, unhooked like we're making a call
We disobeyed and now we stray like we're taking a walk
Needless to say, God's glory, we like to take it and floss
So it's taking the cross, Jesus was slayed for the lost
Now unto Him who keeps us safe like a safe and a vault
Um yes Jesus made you so awesome
But sin is a menace in us like stingers we're all stung
If ever you boasted, then you will get roasted
Straight clowned cause your sin sticks around like a post-it
It surely will pop up, like Jack when he's boxed up or like a speed knot on a boxer be not sur- prised
Nobody has arrived like a holding pattern
Know the pattern—go to Jesus no longer go to Aaron
Go to Saturn, you can see His glory yo you know it's glaring
Yo I'm overflowing so I know I'm probably oversharing