Lyrics:

Song: Lower Case Gods (aka Lower Case gods)
Artist(s): Cross Movement
Album: Heaven’s Mentality (1997)
Track 9 of 13
Label: CMRLowercase gods bow down to the Capital
G to the O to the D who be ruling
Lowercase gods bow down to the Capital
King Jesus is Lord, yo who you be foolin'?
V.1
My God anoints so I be on point just like a cactus
Fact is my tactics are blessed with the phatness
Aw yeah, here I come, coming from the Kingdom
I bring them good news, the Savior can redeem them
Who's He, ooh wee, I thought you'd never ask me
Jesus the Christ with life everlasting
King, Lord of all, Planet Designer
Diviner, clothed in a robe of Shekinah
I'ma find a phrase that conveys with exactness
Who He is, check it y'all, Mr. All-thatness
Why attack this with that antichrist wackness
Slow your roll, let Him be the Lord of your blackness
And your whiteness, any ethnic type
It's all pretty dim next to Him and His brightness
I'm on a roll, I aim for the soul
I'd rather have Jesus than silver and gold
Hold all the chatter coz the data I speak
Is unique, it convicts with every tick of your heartbeat
I know the code of the street
Curse, rob and kill, smoke weed and wear Tim's on your feet
Deep, but you don't feel complete, you feel cheap
You can't sleep, your heart's bare like a pantry
And you rather not think so you drink
On the brink of blaaow!
But now I've got the missing link
Wake up sleeper and rise from the dead
And Christ will shine on your head full of dreads
Pure blood shed on the ground
He wants to be dowwwn
With you, so why you frontin now?
Lost earth is my stomping ground
And at the cross the lost can now be found
You'll never find another love like this
Christ is the hypest, Chief sacrifices
You might just get radical, fanatical
He'll make ya flip and have you getting acrobatical
The only Bridge over sin made capital
Lowercase gods bow down to the Capital

V.2
Strange, out of this world, they call me loco
But I clocked it, my optic was bifocal
Uh oh, I saw myself for what I am - dust
Plus, saw my demise if my eyes stayed shut
What was I to do with this death in my face?
The crew, blunts, the brew, or get saved by His grace?
I fantasized and I analyzed, understand me?
(Ambassador...) You shoulda heard the lines that He ran me
My Man, the I AM, the slain Lamb
He died for my sins, every nook, every cranny
He'll seek us and reach us, this Jesus
And He, man He, can He...
Forget it, I'm speechless
Now my flava's major, it be booming
Consumed in Christ, now I'm a new type of human
I'll be a light to the Hip-hop type
Loving to kick it with the wicked, it's day meets the night
I glow in the dark, knowing the heart's evil
People hate good because bad be looking diesel
Nobody wants to be right, they love error
They're a prime target for the sin and the terror
That never will end till the trumpet is heard
A white horse comes in, the Rider's name is the Word
But until then, I'ma fill in while I'm building
Up the Kingdom and I'll bring in the villain
Kill a man's will when this love comes at you
You say you got hand skills but His gloves are faster
Master, sovereign and factual
Lowercase man can't stand, bow down to the Capital