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VIOLENT PEACE
03:30
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Ink blots on the sheet when the beat knocks I'm a beast, I’m cut from a cloth of atrocious emcee’s, the top of the fleet. Count the cost and retreat or get attacked in a siege. I’m far from a prominent being, A Yo! If I claim that I’m autonomous, the worst dichotomy that means I didn’t fully delve into your sovereignty. They say, “never put God to the test” my pops had to feed his family he turned rocks into bread. I learned from his example I started rhyming instead. Microphone fiend I turn thoughts into speech, apparently my flesh weaker than a parakeet the holy ghost the Paraclete empowers me. Restores my soul Dr. Scholl’s on a pair of sneaks, pen is locked and loaded, a Yo, I make em paranoid with penmanship that’s astronomic. This world is hurtful, a yo the hurdles in this life will test you. Let’s go!
Hook:
They obey the voice of evil like the daughter of Herodias, Dance to an evil tune just to please the masses. They’re on a platter sits the head of John the Baptist. A symbol to remember, the Kingdom suffers violence.
3X “I’mma” take it by force I will not stay silent!
2X I will not stay silent!
2nd Verse
Verbal vessel I’m a conduit of truth that’s monumental. A Yo I want to reach a tenfold, I stay faithful with a morsel. Master of the oratory, I travel through portals. Literal, Metaphorical, The lion the witch and the wardrobe. Nest came here to rock the whole globe Meteor shower. At birth, I was cursed with a bacterium worse than the bubonic plague. My rotten heart produced dark & ominous thoughts. I was heading straight to that bottomless pit, but thanks to the grace of the mightiest I was saved. Homie, Don’t try to be brave, You don’t want it with the lion when he’s out of the cage be methodical run, I was that prodigal son. A vile heathen with a defiled disposition a Yo the kid still wild the big difference now is that I’m a child of the kingdom. Yea I’m steadily building.
Hook:
They obey the voice of evil like the daughter of Herodias, Dance to an evil tune just to please the masses. They’re on a platter sits the head of John the Baptist. A symbol to remember, the Kingdom suffers violence.
3X “I’mma” take it by force I will not stay silent!
2X I will not stay silent!
3rd. Verse
If the turntable’s the backbone of hip-hop, these suckers gave it a spinal fracture. See I’m the vinyl, a vital factor yea, the type of rhymer that obliterates the cypher, an archetypal the arch rival to the mumble rapper. I take it serious like a Judaizer, when the mic sits on the metacarpus nest the lockness reckless like Saul of Tarsus Before his conversion on the road to Damascus. Ha Ha! I’m brining hope to the masses. A Yo, His love is everlasting. Ha Ha,
A Yo, His love surpasses. I practically, possess the lung capacity to crack a wack rapper like a chiropractor drastically. Torch em like a pyro vocal chord of a Tyrannosaurus! A Yo! let’s bring them back to the chorus.
Hook:
They obey the voice of evil like the daughter of Herodias, Dance to an evil tune just to please the masses. They’re on a platter sits the head of John the Baptist. A symbol to remember, the Kingdom suffers violence.
3X “I’mma” take it by force I will not stay silent!
2X I will not stay silent!
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LISTEN
02:51
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I’m from the race of people that are marginalized, A racial group of people that are stigmatized. You know, the people who work the fields infested with pesticides. The kind of people that work the jobs you and I both despise. The people that are destined to the jobs way at the bottom of the economic hierarch. They low pay those who harvest and work the hardest; Although the safety risks are disproportionate. Those in power hide their failures & weaknesses. The question is? Who becomes the
Scapegoat and the target? Who bears the faults of the nation's sins? Well, if you listen to the rhetoric or view in a stereotypic lens, it’s easy Mexicans.
They want the fruits and labor from the immigrant's hand, but when it comes to citizenship — no pathway or plan. A Yo These crooked politicians are ravenous man, but what you expect they eat their own kind like cannibals, Hannibal lect, They turn the scapegoat into shreds. They embarrass my people, disparage my people, deem my people as savages, some type of inferior threat. I’m among the demonized, the ones who get the evil eye, the ones who receive the harshest treatment and a heap of lies. They tried to bury us, but they did not perceive we were seeds derived from those who sacrificed & fled the life that had their offspring deprived.
He answers our prayers, although We at the bottom of the social stratification of layers. Trust in the providential care of the Lord who hardened the heart of the pharaoh, He knows the amount of hair
Follicles, perils, and death of a sparrow. I am an arrow, an heir, the son of I AM beware! Believe me, my people,
He cares!
A bullet ricocheted and took the life of Kate. In no way do intend to denigrate her name. But I don’t recall a new law that was introduced when a white
Supremacist know as Dylann Roof shot & killed black folks praying in the pews. It would be an injustice to single out this gruesome invasion, then blanket a whole group in the nation. The hidden curriculum is They the villains vilify 'em, they the vile ones they the reason that our country is so full of violence. All they do is drug deal murder and bring crime with ‘em. If this was Rome, they’d feed us to the lions. If it was Auschwitz they’d gas is in the ovens, the truth is if they could, they’d euthanized us.
It's the actions of a person that are evil, but it’s impossible to label a human being an illegal. They call my people wetbacks, and bean eaters, the wetback caused by sweat dripping from our hard labor, and Yea, I’m a bean a human being so don’t dehumanize me. The anchor baby term is such an irony, to serve as an anchor isn’t agony. On the contrary, it’s a compliment, without it, the boat will drift & receive punishment from the waves & wind. What makes America great are her immigrants.
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SCARS
02:29
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1 VERSE: Broken arm, broken back, broken neck, they screwed pins on his head, then attached a halo vest. A miracle to be alive, but now his family plagued by fear & poverty now reality sets.
In the meantime we lived with relatives. I remember the cold winter nights in the garages we slept. Years inside the courtroom now morality begs. On the road to recovery takes a detour that he forever regrets. The dark path of addiction to meth.
My childhood was poverty-stricken, the day my pop slipped off a two-story home he was building. Idle time, he developed friendships of a dangerous kind. The providence of God is what fortified.
Domestic violence in my home it filled my ears and disturbed my eyes. They arrested my father, my flawed hero, for all of his crimes.
Hook: You want to know how I got these scars?
My wounds have been healed by the grace of God.
You want to know how I got these bars?
They’re a badge of honor. I embrace these scars
2 VERSE: Now I’m a teenager, the hate inside made me harbor extreme anger. The Abuse wasn’t just bruises and scratches; it was emotional & psychologic. It’s tough to overcome the trauma of dad beating momma with a tennis racket.
It's tough to fight back the tears when the buried memories of my childhood reappear. “Like Pops, what did I do to deserve this”? It hurt when you deserted us for sin and drugs.
Throughout the years I carried pain. I felt embarrassed and alone, but God called me with no
merits of my own.
If my suffering had a purpose, it was to lay this pen to the surface and reach someone with these verses.
As I write this song, tears are softening these pages yea, similar to what his grace did. Replaced my heart of stone with a heart of flesh that reverberates His praises. Amazing!
Hook• You want to know how I got these scars?
My wounds have been healed by the grace of God.
You want to know how I got these bars?
They’re a badge of honor. I embrace these scars
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Hook:
We still at war with Babylon the whore and I ain’t trying to take a Bathsheba, I'd rather stay dirty in the trenches, praying you come to your senses my brother’s keeper!
Nest86: I can still recall the conversations. It was a blessing to break bread and spend time in God's presence. We used to open up the word & read a proverb for wisdom and direction. Then You returned back to your vomit aggressive and assertive Sometimes It makes me wonder if you really were converted and that’s the sorrow in my heart that shakes me to the core You pointed me to Christ now He’s no longer yours.
It’s like there’s something vital missing I don’t know your thoughts, but I know one thing for certain, the hardness in your heart blocks away the cross. You were diligent and gifted, but little did I know that you were slowly drifting. Was it the cares of the world or the deceitfulness of riches? I pray that you repent and return back to a life of discipleship. Cause even Peter denied Christ, then later He restored his relationship, My Brother's keeper!
Hook:
We still at war with Babylon the whore and I ain’t trying to take a Bathsheba, I'd rather stay dirty in the trenches, praying you come to your senses my brother’s keeper!
Proklaim: Mass infection defection from truth I’m detecting sorrowful with a broken heart, I feel Depression, when I see those who made professions start to reject him, spiritual adulatory, idolatry deception,
leaves my mind in question. When I listen to their message, makes me think, did they ever know the only God to rest in?
Destitute of true repentance, turning from Christ reckless, without his grace given in life, you're welcoming a death wish,
An eternal death sentence gets my gut-wrenching, What more could you tell them than that Christ paid for men’s sin?
Severity of judgment increases with more exposure. Shutting out the truth leads to spiritual foreclosure, Composure blown by conviction Holy Spirit enforcer, caught up in a scandal sad to see this exposure, Examination of my life in light of the Lord's word, I look at my reflection and sometimes my soul hurts.
Hook:
We still at war with Babylon the whore and I ain’t trying to take a Bathsheba, I'd rather stay dirty in the trenches, praying you come to your senses my brother’s keeper!
REVEAL:To my close comrades
Who got lost in combat
fell asleep at ya post
taking a long nap
I wrote a long rap
come back to the cross
and take you cross back
even if
you have to crawl back
In contrast,
it hurts a lot
I wish I could reverse the hearse and stop the plot
Cut from the same cloth
picked from the same litter
But now you sound like you sipping on something bitter
Skilled
used to school me in the scripture
you was running so well; I was trying to keep up with ya
but you disappeared from the picture
like a drifter
Who bewitched ya
I saw you the other day
similar to a skeletons frame
man, I miss ya
As hard as it is
I reminisce
on sweet fellowship,
revelation popping off the page
Ministers of reconciliation
your eyes were filled with His flame
we used to wreck the stage
breaking chains
slaying Satan's gang
resisting sin with a blazing aim
Bro, I know your pain
only difference is I did what it took to make the change
saved by grace through Faith
ain't nothing changed
Remember
Messiahs married to the back slider
yeah… I'm preaching to the choir
CUZ what ya singing sounds off-key
and by the looks of things, sin doesn't look so promising…
Return to the LORD, and he will heal your ways 'O backsliding children
there's still a glimmer of hope if you feel the conviction
I pray you listen.
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Providence
1 Verse: Get ready for the depredation, the invasion your raps are reprobate, I’ll detonate your depreciation. Barbaric, I’m sharper than a bayonet, lyrically disastrous like a maestro on a clarinet. Born in violent terrain where drug lords will put a bullet hole through your brain. Men crave the power that only God can obtain. They kill, kill, and murder for terrestrial fame.
I bow down to no man I’m about celestial things, this world has nothing to offer, just temporal things. No comparison to what was offered on the hill of Golgotha, ABBA the father God in the flesh, He remained on that cross, and he took his last breath. No one ever took his life a Yo, he chose to give it, He chose to give it like he chose to give his Holy Spirit, Divine Providence.
Hook/ Cuts: He’s sovereign, allows human free will unfetter movement, then everything works to accomplish his purposes. Divine Providence.
2Verse: A new version of the Cain religion is emerging, this diversion is disturbing. It fails to mention the completion of our servant. I see the repercussions and confusion in Christendom. This false institution rapidly producing bouquets of flowers and fruit, but it refuses the sacrificial lamb of propitiation.
Eloquent and humanistic, but they lack confession, truth is we’re all hell deserving vermin. We need redemption, regeneration. There is no soul saving message for the lost apart from the lamb or apart from the cross, either you’re with him or against you, either gather or you scatter. I’m here to shatter all loud rebellion, misguided patterns.
4X’s: Divine Providence.
DJ Robert Smith on the one’s and two’s!
Hook/ Cuts: He’s sovereign, allows human free will unfetter movement, then everything works to accomplish his purposes. Divine Providence.
3 Verse: I want to clear out a common misconception; it goes deeper than the crucifixion. If you view the cross merely as a human tragedy or an act of men a Yo, that ain’t true salvation. The cross is an act of God, it brought true atonement. Let’s look at the depth of humiliation to which he went in submission. Totally different from the Jews' expectations. It wasn’t as if sin took God by surprise like some type of emergency situation.
On the contrary, the cross is the great antecedent. Sin came into the world, but so did Christ Jesus. Both came, means they both pre-existed. The lamb was for ordained before the world’s foundation but don’t get it twisted, He never suppresses, denies or violates the operations of humans.
DJ Cuts.
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AUTHOR OF THE 51ST
03:04
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Hook 2x: There were two men in a city, one rich, the other poor. The rich man had great flocks and herds, but the poor man had nothing except one little lamb that he bought and nourished the lamb was precious to him.
One day, a traveler came from afar, the rich man refused to take food from his own flock, so he took the only lamb that the poor man had and then prepared a meal for his guest.
1 Verse: I usually never stay behind in the spring. I prefer to battle, I’m a warrior king. On that evening, I arose from my sleep. I went up to the balcony in need of a breeze. The rooftop of my palace, the place where my heart got calloused and seared. Just walking with no malice of forethought, but then I saw her bathing in her nakedness, the most beautiful woman I ever laid eyes on.
I sent messengers to inquire, Her name is Bathsheba, her husband's Uriah & even after I knew she was married to another man I allowed lust to burn in my heart I poured fuel on the flames I placed the Hittite on the front lines to be slain I embraced and nourished my sin & At first, it made me sick, but I kept at it overcome by sensuous lust when the news arrived that he died she mourned for Uriah then became my wife.
Hook 2x: There were two men in a city, one rich, the other poor. The rich man had great flocks and herds, but the poor man had nothing except one little lamb that he bought and nourished the lamb was precious to him.
One day, a traveler came from afar, the rich man refused to take food from his own flock, so he took the only lamb that the poor man had and then prepared a meal for his guest.
2 Verse: Shortly after she bore me a Son, then an unexpected visitor appeared in the front. He told me the story that you hear in the chorus, when he was done, I was furious. That such an injustice took place in my kingdom, I swore an oath that “AS the Lord lived” the man guilty of this deserves death.
At this moment, I realized Nathan was Lord sent, He exposed me. He said you’re the man! The rich man in the story! “The Lord says… I anointed you king over Israel and delivered you from the hand of Saul. Why have you despised the commandments of the Lord, to do evil in his sight? You killed a man and took his wife!
I displeased him and worst gave the heathens a reason to blaspheme him. I couldn’t hide and couldn’t run, my disobedience caused the death of my firstborn son I’m King David, the Author of the fifty-first psalm.
Hook 2x: There were two men in a city, one rich, the other poor. The rich man had great flocks and herds, but the poor man had nothing except one little lamb that he bought and nourished the lamb was precious to him.
One day, a traveler came from afar, the rich man refused to take food from his own flock, so he took the only lamb that the poor man had and then prepared a meal for his guest.
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Proklaim: Reconciled from the vile reviling men foul, my absolute inability left myself drowned. Spiritually depraved soaked in sins crowds now cleansed by the blood of the Christ who pulled me out of Heaven sent with excellence relevant for this pestilence he gloriously severs sins from my soul with sentences Servants in the scripture wrote with blessed benevolence God made us residence Spiritual birth pedestrians living water flows freely on like an aquarium the Lord took my old man with commands to bury him sever the old nature like the head of the Philistine better to take the righteousness that Christ brings supreme theme God in human flesh Divine being I’m finding insight from scripts that I’ve seen Purified eyes see clear like Visine I'm made clean given new spiritual hygiene.
Hook 2X: Risen up from the dust, dry bones given life, known Sin Crushed by the one on the throne. Him we will trust, once life’s gone, our hope soon to see our story unfold.
Nest86: 2020 the irony cruelty, savagery, political puppetry, buffoonery, bigotry, boggles me awfully. Our Autonomy enslaved to idolatry, loftily, falsity, bribery Pop psychology, I'm salt the halogen prodigy. My Epistemology, rhymes & theology. Biblical anthropology.
2020 visual acuity in the field of optometry, but humanly horribly horridly since the rona pandemic hit globally Lords, been holding me, molding me, moment of jubilee. I appreciate the love and the flame emojis, but ultimately comments don't validate me.
My pedigree a combination of raw emcee involved in pedagogy. I eat goat cheese and sip on pelligrino’s, Perrier’s, and Coffee you can’t stop me, proklaim or Oxy. We live before the face of the almighty. CORAM DEO
Hook 2X: Risen up from the dust, dry bones given life, known Sin Crushed by the one on the throne. Him we will trust, once life’s gone, our hope soon to see our story unfold.
Sam Ox : This ain’t your average Christian bio pic rags-to-riches testimony. It’s more like cadaver ridden with trespasses now will inadequate to revive from death's dormitory. No amount of human acts of kindness can absorb the wrath of man’s crimes. The demand is pricey. You can keep commands precisely be perfect with fam and wifey, but still, your plan is dicey cause even the good deeds we’re called to perform is all grace anything less we put the cart before the horse. Only Christ saves dark hearts inside our corpse justified, sins atoned by grace through faith alone.
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Nest86- Filthy rags feat. Colombes
1 Verse: A Yo, He spoke a parable to those who trusted in themselves treated others with despise the result? They lost themselves. The pharisee in the temple standing by himself, He prays, “God, I thank you that I’m not like no one else. Extortioners, & liars, or that tax collector there.
I fast twice a week, I give tithes of all I get. Notice he doesn’t ask for the forgiveness of his sins. Perhaps he believes he has nothing to confess. The condition of his heart exalts above the rest.
He focused on externals and boasted in his flesh. Confident in his righteousness, except his righteous acts, are as filthy rags.
Justified by faith and grace alone, not by works so that no man can boast. All I can say is that I’m in need of your love & I’m in need of your grace & I’m in need of you, Lord.
Hook 2x: I’m in need of your love, I’m in need of you grace, I’m in need of you, I’m in need of you.
2 Verse: The tax collector had nothing in his hands, Nothing to offer God except his guilt and sin. He couldn’t even lift his face. He beat his chest in rage He prays the cry of grace. Have mercy; I’m a sinner, because He felt disgrace.
In contrast to the pharisee who exalts himself in place, The man who couldn’t look up at the sky went down to his house justified.
Justified by faith and grace alone, not by works so that no man can boast. All I can say is that I’m in need of your love & I’m in need of your grace & I’m in need of you, Lord.
Hook 2x: I’m in need of your love, I’m in need of you grace, I’m in need of you, I’m in need of you.
3 Verse: I’m Self-reliant & I’m self-sufficient, man I’m a sinner & I need forgiveness. You sent your own son to be condemned. Since Christ bore my sins, I will trust in him!
When we are full of self, we miss the blessing, empty self so that God can dwell in. Lord, I’m a guilty lad, My righteousness apart from you is filthy rags.
Justified by faith and grace alone, not by works so that no man can boast. All I can say is that I’m in need of your love & I’m in need of your grace & I’m in need of you, Lord.
Hook 2x: I’m in need of your love, I’m in need of you grace, I’m in need of you, I’m in need of you.
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Nest86official Apple Valley, California
Nest86 is an independent emcee/songwriter/performer from Apple Valley, California. Nest86 is releasing his debut full-length album, Providence, on August 27th 2021. Inspired by overcoming tribulations in his upbringing, such as domestic violence, poverty, depression, along with many other factors that have molded him into the person he is today. ... more
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