Skipping Stones Lyrics

Find me in studio, I'm wearing kitchen clothes, cause I'm cooking up that napalm

Every line is like a missile thrown

Unpredictable, my mind's is Mystikal

These rappers only sink or swim, I never miss the boat, ya

This my Kodak moment, I'mma strike a picture pose

I'm making lemonade from life and then I paint the pitcher gold

My cup runneth over, this boy's dripping down to his toes

And I ain't ever stepped a single foot in a givenchy store

Defend my faith like I'm a player for the Clippers though

My lyrics might just rub you like a blister, some are difficult

If you taking shots at Izzy I know your pistols cold

So I put a big red dot on your head and call that Clifford's code

The holy word of God is on my heart like stick-n-pokes

I got different types of goals, it's time to switch the mode

I feel like Moses, all these folks been enslaved by a hoax

I'm trying to help my people flip their souls just like reciprocals

I'm done burning bushes, no more hitting tokes,

I finally got some self control and all my flaws have been revoked, ya

I know (Noah) lotta Christian jokes

I've been spitting harder than the fish who spat out Jonah in his stinking cloaks

My marriage is like fine wine and not like instant oats

It gets better with time so I'mma savour it and sip it slow

Life with wifey is a beach like crystal cove

She be a gem, and finding her was such a rush, like hitting gold, ya

We do a whole lot more when we under the mistletoe

I kiss her all over her body until the whistle blow

Y'all ain't ever heard a Christian rap like this before

I make my baby say

I make my baby say

I love my wife, I love my life

I love my God, I love these bars

Ya

Rededication

Back in it

I've been atoned for my sins, no need for Quicken Loans

Sticks-n-stones might be splitting bones

But the words of God define me in His divinely inspired written poems

Truth bombs drop and the haters quiet in the cricket zone

My critics groan, that's Izzy's life's like a single rose

That flowered up through the concrete without a single thorn

Cause Jesus took them all away to make the crown He bore

He arose in power to devour the darkness with the living hope

Plotting like McCauley Caulkin while I sit at home

Like a Dr. Dre beat my rhymes might just ring your dome

Good beats and lyrics; ingredients in my mixing bowl

I'm only getting started, haven't reached my pinnacle

I know when I'm done with this track they'll all be clipping quotes

Scriptures flying off my lips consistent like a metronome

Bread of life, Jesus take the wheel, then we hit the road

Im always taking notes but without Christ the vision's toast

Spiritual fragrance lingering on me like swift cologne

Catch me cheering people getting baptized at the swimming hole

Ain't no one can stop me, I got God and skipping stones

I said that I got God and skipping stones

So I tell 'em,

Why don't you come and go try it?

Izzy could topple a giant

Why don't you come and go try it?

With my defiant God behind me I can topple all the giants ya

I've been too comfortable with truthful lies

For far too long I was walking through life like I had both my shoes untied

I felt I might lose my mind, but I ain't trippin'

Cause now I know I've been crucified with Christ

He gave Himself up for you and I but it wasn't on no suicide

He told the stone to roll away and hit the toosie slide

Man I'm too alive, are you surprised? It's too sublime when you realize

the depth of His love can't be measured by no scuba dive

And y'all can go ahead and scrutinize

Im loyal to my gang, we keep it tight like screws and ties

I grip the mic and spit my verses colder than Medusa eyes

If y'all want beef I'll supersize a combo 3 and add the soup and fries

I'll stick to Cool J methods, let my punchlines bruise some guys

I gotta speak the truth the culture tries to euthanize

I'm no poet but I take after Jada, Louch and Styles

We'll see who's the best Christian rapper when I'm due to die