KJ-52
It’s the S.O.I. (Sons of Intellect Anthem) [feat. The Ambassador & Phanatik]
[Intro: Phanatik]
It's Phanatik you know how I do / in a rage flip the page with cage-52 / and ain't no stopping that / on top of that I got Ambassador blasting ya with the facts /

[Hook: KJ-52]
Yo it's the S.O.I. / unified glorified / recognize / the Most High / El- Shaddai / realize / you can't run you can't hide / we verbalize / just to open up the eyes /

[Verse 1: Phanatik]
Who brings the pain along with the prominence / dominant with godly wisdom not just common sense / omniscient in the repertoire with the rest / of the attributes that disputes man's best / and guess / who keeps the toughest emcees on their knees in the midnight hour saying please / to the same God they dissed on their album / from the office of the White House to the slums in Shaolin / I challenge the smartest to the phattest rhyme-flipping acrobatist / to step up and tell us what's the status? / I'm not rhyming so you can give me mines / I pull strings so that the Son's light can shine through your mini-blinds / see anytime you see me and mines holding mics / it's only so the Son can be seen in a whole new light / cause ever since the days of my youth / I've been out to raise the roof / to shed light and help men gaze at truth / this ain't pain this is passion you seeing / this ain't a game when you was at Athens Colosseum / being chased while crying / getting ate by lions / showing faith while dying / as we wait for I AM /

[Verse 2: Ambassador]
Like thugs scramble at a raided drug scandal / I tried to run from Christ but got turned around like cars by a ... / I met the Son the One that even loves vandals / (how much?) more than sick kids love Campbell's / more than romantics love candles / He made me holy / but let me stay rugged like Lugz sandals / (you can't believe this) you see this ordinary outside but something's significantly different so your mouth's wide open / for scoping a hypostatic mixture / God indwelling a man is butter what a picture / crackpots who hit the jackpot / rolling with Christ like businessmen with the laptops / we set the backdrop / sin is ugly / wrecks more lives than drunk drivers and plus we've / seen it turn hard rocks to slushees / you're a dreamer if you see this world with no Redeemer / and thinking it'll still hold up that's like a thigh with no femur / this one's crazy / one shady / never wanted just one lady / met the Loophole kid and did a 180 / (One saved me) Jesus the right one baby / praise the God who brought me out like He did blacks out of slavery / call the Navy / His love is sea-deep and wavy / we wave the white flag surrendering to God who made the / whole world / with the design flyer than Paisley / Christ the Chief Shepherd and we're the First Lady / the Church and when He comes back you know it's swazy / no ifs ands or maybes we're out like the 80's /

[Verse 3: KJ-52]
Too busy? / yo stop the blasphemies / I'm going to battle steady charging like some batteries / graduate first class in Cross Movement academies / Phanatik Ambassador to stimulate your faculties / ... / you get no apologies if you running with the Pharisees / laying with the dogs then you waking with the fleas / 5-2 spitting words deep like Pacific seas / I verbalize full circle 360 degrees / dust be getting shocked at the heaven's mentalities / lyrical missionary directed by His Majesty's / triple Trinity that reigns now theocracies / overweight lyrics might clog my arteries / but your hypocrisies will become your casualties / so smoking trees only leads fatalities / I'm waiting for the day the whole world comes to His knees / hooked up with the movement to form His dynasties / so underfed emcees come and get your calories /