Intro-R.M.G

[Verse 1: Chad Jones] Uh. Yeah, it's Jones, R.M.G Watch, I’m back for the 1st time I’m in a zone like the first word in my last line (time zone) I can't comprehend it, Not cause of my ADD But His Court Marshall Mathers and Shady me I know its Grace, and Christ is the hero His past changed my Future like Hiro from Heroes But he ain't get cancelled even after cross hangin I spread the news like it's Nike - we cross training If you're Lost Angels or Jersey Devils If you been buried in sin then He brought shovels Your heart cold we goin lower Sin has frozen u we breakin out the snow blowers Let that marinate, Bro, He callin you You marinate for too long then its barbeque You took our punishment, straight got bodied Still love and wanna love and save u even if you got bodies [Verse 2: Derek Minor (PRo)] RMG, it's PRo, let me explain it better He must be stretch Armstrong, how he Reach Records They think I'm shining But I'm just reflecting My king greater You should just accept it I do this for thugs toting 2 Glocks To get him off death row you need 2 Pacs Or 3 Snoops, I'm peaking through the scripture lens And seeing cats a sell they soul just to get a Benz So I'm going hard, I rep the Lord and I ain't turning back They flexing hard, on that boulevard, think the world is yours, yea ain't running that It's one God, He got the blueprint And he from Brooklyn but he created it So insane, that they don't wanna bother with the Father But he coming back so you know Everybody who believe the word And come apart of the body Will get changed and we gone Fe, fi, Fo, fum 1 blood, God's son [Verse 3: Canon] Uh, I'm not your average Christian rapper you will find Canon's a Christian who can rhyme Brotha got a parachute when falling And I got wings like Marty McFly my futures is back up in perspective Brotha I'm way ahead of my time Watch the Times like in New York I see all these different signs Which one point us right back to the cross Everything else leads us to dying If I'm lying then I'm dying and if I'm dying than I'm frying and if I'm frying I am Bacon going oink has got me fined, with some I'm sick of trying Sick of some folk thinking I'm just blind Really I'm showing you what's inside that's right below things you won't find up in yo average So let's wrestle I can't wait to Rock you Savagely I'm passionate but what I see I'm branching off the vine, what? Bump this it's a crime, and it's a shame, a that’s been crying Don't nobody really wanna Swallow this truth on who's been following these lies And I ain't scared to hold back anything in fact they tell me Naa Canon go back rewrite your verse Cause they a get offended If you rhyme what's been eating you inside [Verse 4: Tony Tillman] They tell me Tone u use I bang so spit it gangsta then Switch yo style and make it street So you can reel them gangsters in And I reply it ain't my aim to make no gangsta friends Imma spit the truth if they don't feel it then this ain't for them Look mayne I can't pretend, I'm changed and you should've noticed/ You want some raps that's entertaining then you should've wrote it Because my mission is to do what I was called I suggest you buy some Snickers If u want some bars that's sugar coated Is your idea of a mission is to rap cool A gutter album cover and a body full of tattoos Some rah, rah in your vocals and a twisted fitted cap You feel that gives you credibility to reach the trap dudes Well let me be the first to tell you that you're wrong bruh You on the right squad trusting in the wrong stuff Cause I can take you to some places where the chrome busts Bones crush, sin's condoned and everybody's gone nuts I do this for the globe, every creature that receives breath From the layman to the deacon screaming he's blessed For the saint struggling wishing they believe less As well as for the rejects who squeeze techs for respect Sin ain't just in the good it's all of man kind The end is close this ain't the time to let my plans shine So if this joint make me lose points amongst my fans fine I'm still gone spit the Son until somebody get a tan line