New Thing

by Zamounde the Footstepper


The Footstepperís in
Maybe you remember when
This light skin brotha with the beads
Spreadin poetic seeds
Was busy- not smoking weed
Not drinkiní- but still high
Many thought that I was crazy
But charged like an ever-ready battery
Naturally flowing
The blessings pouring
I got saved
Left many paved
But true to life the same
Being- lit up spiritually
My words continue to flow
Flowing like a river on the D-E-T
Landing occasionally
To dock something new
But as old as the first day
Delivered-Eternally-Tithed
Feeling the music inside of me flow
As daily I grow like weed-smothering trees
Untouched by the soil that hinders many
Given all in prayer
The rhyme sayer
This new thing

Chorus:
Naturally flowing
The blessings pouring
Godís never boring
Steady scoring-souls
So donít you know
We live
We Flow
We Live
We Know
We Live 
By the Word
Not the Vapor
The Big shaper
Molder
Everlasting God
The Man
Kickiní Christian Rap like never heard
Thatís how we stand
New thing

Color doesnít matter
The ignorance scattered
Kept by the light
Imageries on the wall of schemes
Left all the shame beneath me
No need for many weeping
Through His word seeping energy
Jumped into the new river of life
Breathing in the water that He sent
Overwhelmingly-moving
By the name of Jesus
Some get a lilí squeamish
But we know the truth
So it pleases
Pressure eases
As new records releases
A drive with unlike beats
Taking over the streets
Drum kicks
Raising hands in the air
Casting all our cares
This I want to share
L-O-V-E
All up in me
Flowing in my veins
This new thing

Chorus:
Naturally flowing
The blessings pouring
Godís never boring
Steady scoring-souls
So donít you know
We live
We Flow
We Live
We Know
We Live 
By the Word
Not the Vapor
The Big shaper
Molder
Everlasting God
The Man
Kickiní 
Christian Rap like never heard
Thatís how we stand
New Thing

Can you hear me sing
My words swing
From the top-ready to drop
Classically relieved
Eccliastically achieved
A new thing
I might be slippin
A lil' bit of trippin'
But my repention-
redemption got me guiltless
Built up on the Word
In my right hand-heavy
In my left-tissue
Ready for this issue
No tears
No fear
Walk with my head high
Not conceited
Not arrogant
But sure of myself
Stacking up the truth in me
Like skyscrapers 
but heavenly bound for real

Naturally flowing
The blessings pouring
Godís never boring
Steady scoring-souls
So donít you know
We live
We Flow
We Live
We Know
We Live 
By the Word
Not the Vapor
The Big shaper
Molder
Everlasting God
The Man
Kickiní 
Christian Rap like never heard
Thatís how we stand
New Thing
So don't you know
The oldest story told
Is the basis
Not racist
The greatest!

New Thing by Zamounde the Footstepper

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