phanatik - sweet 16’s (ft. disciple & evangel) lyrics
verse 1 (phanatik):
i been waitin’ for my verse to grow up, you know what/
it just turned 16 and this means so much/
i think i’ll throw a party, i think i know an audience/
who can come and help me put some gras on my mardi/
but can we keep it holy, can we keep it so the angels/
angling around us ain’t ashamed to claim they know me/
like “we bangin witchu homie” cause you play for the home-team/
and we can go and kick it now cuz jesus is our goalie and/
they can’t put nothing p-ss him, ask him/
everything you’re p-ssionate about is just a route right to him has been/
since you was in your cradle, since you was neonatal/
every cry and craving back when you was just a day old/
was teaching you to say his name in the language of the soul/
and soli deo gloria’s the way it goes/
leading us to christmas’s gift like rudolf’s nose/
so much glory you might even say it glows/
chrous:
we got a gift for you so while you’re listening to these brother’s giving you these sweet 16’s/
and as you see the flow we hope to see you go and growing older with these sweet 16’s/
growing in the faith we’re going in cuz hey we don’t wanna waste these sweet 16’s/
no more stunted growth we don’t want it, no we only want another sweet 16/
verse 2 (disciple):
now…if you clappin ya beam early and stackin ya cream firstly/
you probably got offered jesus he had to have seemed worthy/
the addict and fiend heard me, a second chance at life/
i was not expecting to see like shaq in a green jersey/
at first it was thunder and rage, i would front for the stage/
but set me off and i was loud as a pump and a gauge/
my faith was slumped in a cage/
until jesus intervened swoopin in and gave my belief a coming of age/
i’m throwin a party to celebrate, he’s been big/
tryna get every believer to come to my shindig/
invitin the cats that like to get rude ac/
once they show up we can tell em christ will wash em as white as a tube sock/
its a celebration in jesus the seed will stay sewn/
1st corinthians will tell you homey my faiths grown/
its christ that we run to and get clean, we place him on big screens/
makin him famous with sweeter sixteens/
|chorus|
verse 3 (evangel):
i won’t keep you guessing, if you’re prep-b-scent/
holiness had a clearance sale, we would still clearly fail/
take the clearasil, we here to declare his will/
and give the wherewithal to all even on geratol/
cause we sinned, so we reach men/
preaching our cr-p de-pends on christ like dependz/
his death ends the earth’s curse
and begins the church birth/
by faith we get a seal like flapping fins and aurf, aurf/
before your rolling up eyes and giving stares at moms/
he was holy rolling to god with his pierced palms/
the alpha and omega, no phi beta/
hits the sky later, like hi haters, he’ll annihilate the violators/
no faith, no chasing your prom date/
there is no grace, no place for a calm state/
so that in essence, you can have this blessing/
if you add a lesson, to your adolescence/
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