The Chop Chop

[Verse 1]
What does it take to make you chop chop?
Maybe in the face of this weight we'll make you chop chop
I ain't talking bout that weight that makes the cops stop
I'm talking facts that push the wig back like drop tops
The world sleeps, they don't peep Jesus is top notch
Me and my crew we do, we gave Him the top spot
He knock-knocks
He's deep but invites us to jump in with both feet
Like playing hopscotch
The great faith we have
Will address your mess
To make you better like a great rehab
And it's His story
It goes back long before the scene
When the Lord put a bunch of green all up in His forest
See why we chop chop, that means we chop it up
The truth we break it down, next thing we prop it up
Sometimes it's hard to eat the godly stuff
Like the enuch in Acts (Acts 8)
But like the enuch we ask to chop it up

[Hook]
Get ready, get ready your mind for the chop chop
It's coming steady, so it's time for the chop chop
It ain't petty, I hope you're ready to chop chop
I know it's heavy, but daddy that's why we chop chop
Get His word, get His word for the chop chop
Cause it is perfect, it's perfect to chop chop
And we can search it, it's worth it to chop chop
It's the chop chop, it's the chop chop

[Verse 2]
Let's get a cypha, I'm hype cause the Bible's coming out
I know you're crunk but do you know the God you're crunk about?
You can soulja boy, you want me to soulja boy
But when the music stops, and a dude just drops, you get so annoyed
The whole front rows, eyes just glazed
As I try to convey the Missio or Imago Dei
It won't get easier, when I'm breaking ekklesia down
But you need it, it's sound
I welcome y'all to beefier ground
Listen my mission is fishing
After fishing I'm switching my hat
That's half of the mission
The other half's in the kitchen
Preparing cats for the vision
The Scripture, that's what we're giving
This nutrition is rich, if it's missing
That's bad for the Christian
You'll come out looking sort of extra thin
Like spiritually your spirit feeds on only Dexatrim
Some people, can help us see when we're next to them
How godliness can come out, when the text is in

[Verse 3]
I preach the fully-God and fully-Man
I'm up in Philly but it really doesn't matter where I go
I'm like a pulley man
Some say simmer down, chill like the winter ground
Spill that real, that raw, let sin abound
Be practical, don't have the Lord's hand in it
You'd see plaques if you'll just have it more man-centered
Man-centered, anybody can tell you hardly will sell
Unless you wise up, and put your God in a shell
See I hate this, I take this, I shake this off
We can take a little weight, if He could take His cross
We can turn, let the midnight oil just burn
We can hit them Scriptures, we can toil and turn and get ready..