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"Little Bit of Love"

Dear momma,
i wonder if you finally hear me
when I be pouring my heart out over these cds
now a days im gettin more downloads
due to hot mp3's
but some nights
i still find myself in misery
even though Jesus saved me
i get caught up
thinkin about my babies
the 3 that be in heaven
they say abortion only affects the mother
but here i be wit tear stained pillows
smokin in a daze

lookin out my window
close my eyes and hear the echoes of little Ghanghus's cries
I'm screamin for help
but aint no help comin
I'm snortin lines
lookin for signs
to why did my father leave me
i guess he couldnt take the pressure
fast forward
doctors say my backs out of whack and i got high blood pressure
feelin lesser
but i know a little bit of love can pull me through
cause Jesus i see You

HOOK:
This is the way you left me
im not pretending
no hope no love no glory no happy ending
this is the way that we love
like its forever then live the rest of our lives but not together

why was i not good enough
childhood is rough enuff
but i had to go for self, risking my health 
by age 8 
I'm staring outside of hells gate
wondering if in the end it all be worth it
i guess this life is how you work it
so i swallow feelings
concealing abuse and addiction,
traveled across the nation
found i wasn't alone
other kids grown up before their time
some cut themselves
some carry a 9
messed up childhood seems to be the tie that binds
but you write love on your arms
better than causing yourself self harm
stay strong in the storm
we'll make it together
the Son will shine
so lets make up our minds to change the weather
dark skies no more
only love forever
peace joy and happiness
throw up a peace sign and stop swinging your fists
pump this

(HOOK)
 

Bridge (voice of Icris praying in the studio in the background) :
For God so loved the world
that He gave his only son
He did His part y'all
so its up to us to get the job done
but some have succumb to this life's emptiness
wickedness
hearts have fell into the abyss
but Icris
i present a way to true joy and bliss
and all of this
it only takes a little bit of love
it only takes a little bit of hugs
it only takes a little less being selfish
and a little less womanizing
and a lot more compromising
and you will find the results surprising
C'mon
Yes!
We praise You!

(HOOK)

"Ashes 2 Ashes"

My hearts racing,
palpitation,
this migraine is irritating
its frustrating
so im punchin wholes in the walls and floor I cant it no more
so im prayin in tongues tryin not to come undone,
pleading the blood of God's Son to come
cause im in the middle of the mall
and my walk has been reduced to a crawl
and i fall
and all the people walkin by stall and stare
i cant blame 'em
cause the whole episode unfolds in the middle of Hot Topic
any topic i drop on 'em
im hot kid so place your bids
and in 2 rounds i will tear the track down like im Evans v.s. Messheda,
keep the Ginsu
my tongues a meat cleaver
used to watch Saw 4 for a stress reliever
but then I opened my eyes got Baptized and felt God's power. C'mon!

HOOK:
ashes 2 ashes
dust to dust
you can keep your pills and the powder
i've had enough
oh what a rush it is to rip a mic for Jesus
smash the stage and watch it crumble.
(REPEAT)

i stay on point like a black n Decker drill bit
mr. track wrecker known to make hits.
this is it, me plus the mic is like Jesus makin 2 into 1  21
like M.I.T. students playin Black Jack
nick knack paddy whack
mr black is on the track
and off the meat rack
ya'll better give me my stage back
they lack the tack
to drop like hydrolics to dope fiends and alcoholics
this CD
im convertin Rastafaries
I'm on safari like I'm Sasquatch in the Serengeti
hardcore, the heavenly, around since the 70's
so i cant believe you just hearin about me.
listen
im mr. dig in the crates,
mr. make the earth shake
mr. when i was born my mommy should have named me tsunami
and dont do a double take, I'm blind eyes like UV
and let these beats send me into a frenzy.

(HOOK)

you can call me Tiberius Kirk
you get your feeling hurt in my network i do dirt
but wit clean hands
leader of the band
while you and your mans everything ya'll drop
BLAND!
while me from Mississippi
up to the Poughkeepsie
Gods new wine got me feeling tipsy
dawg your whole career is a comedy
like Nipsy Russel
you lack the muscle
to tussle
you got caught up in the hustle and bustle
but no matter your hustle
you can't out do God
and he got me strikin like a lightin rod
when you holding a cattle pod standin in a pool of water
ask my father if i believe in reincarnation
Id be Tupac wit Biggie as a split personality
spotlight don't matter to me
as long as when i die God say I got it right
(HOOK)

"Hillbelly Deluxe"

Don Gilberg (Spoken):

Yeah buddy, This is Lil’ Cleatis comin’ with the Hillbilly Deluxe...

ICRIS (Rap):

Verse 1:

I got a pair of  Ariats
to boot scoot across America,
Does it scare ya?, I walk into the most redneck establishment,
Show the love of the new covenant,
Cuz I’ve been sent cuz I got friends in low places,
So we ride bulls and pulls reigns and head to the oasis of living water,
Hillbilly deluxe in a pickem-up truck,
Me and Brooks and Dunn pickin’ up Kenny Chesney,
Ran into Trace Adkins, he was on a beer run lookin’ for Toby Keith
to relieve some stress on a twelve string,
So I convinced them
let’s head over to B.B. King’s and sing some karaoke,
Had so much fun we forgot about the drinkin’,
So I’m thinkin’,
let’s t.p. Wynona Judd’s,
and jack the truck up and ride it through the mud

Hook:

Hillbilly Deluxe
in a pick 'em-up truck
rollin’ ‘round town,
getting’ down with a new sound,
ICRIS muddin’ in a ’68 Ford,
Good Lord I’m goin’ country with the accelerator floored

Verse 2:

So now I’m conversatin’ with  Shooter Jennigs
talkin’ about Genesis and the beginnin’of creation,
called up Gretchen Wilson,
who by the way
she was proposing some legislation
that would change the laws for the worst of the nation,
Bosephus
was pickin’ corn bread out his teefusus
So me and Dotch went and grabbed up my banjo and let them thangs go,
get recording cuz the Most High got us feeling Big and Rich,
Cowboy like Troy without the stirrups, Ready to rip,
Kid Rock
feeling so good
he gave half a million on a church buildin’
Marble floors and ceilings,
called up Keith Urban at the hideout,
Tried to get him back to the Betty Ford,
but he said “No! No! No! No!”,
So that’s how it goes when you live near Pewamo,
Lone Ranger without Tonto,
Head honcho like Team Hendricks in NASCAR,
Chillin’ at a bar with peanut shells on the flo’,
So tight without the silver bullet,
Bible in a six shot holster, ready to pull it,
Matthew 12:6, The I to the C, chika chika chika chika,
Yeah, Let’s get in it…

(Repeat Hook) 

Verse 3:

My Father is God
So I lived like I was dyin’
the Indian outlaw, no lyin’,
Like Tim McGraw
I thought I saw Reba and Tammy Tritt getting into it,
so here's your one chance Stan if you don’t let me down
cuz it’s goin’ down,
Me and Brad Paisley we prayin’ and the hoedown,
but we singin’ ‘bout the Holy Spirit
round bails and pearly gates,
So me and George Straight
fired up the grille with SheDaisy and the Dixie Chicks,
while they got Dixie cups and plates with steaks,
while Terry Clark and Carrie Underwood said some grace,
Kelly Pickler picked a pack of pickled peppers
and passed the plate and breaks to Taylor Hicks
I’m thinkin’ this is it,
I’m lovin’ it,
We love the same God
even though on paper we’re different,
like comedy and drama actors,
Next week
let’s invite the gansta rappers,
So this free for all
is for all of ya’ll
who square dance in pair of Wrangler pants
and call ya aunts ‘ants’,
but you we the first one in church on a Sunday
Hillbilly Deluxe in a pickem-up truck
but we love God the same way,
country and city,
hit ya knees and praise him cuz he’s worthy

(Repeat Hook)

Don Gilberg (Spoken):

Yeah Buddy!! This is Lil’ Cleatis.
Man, I can’t believe ICRIS didn’t get me on this track.
I’m the only cowboy who can milk a cow and scratch a record at the same time.
Man, I got skills,
I can wrestle a pig and write a rhyme at the same time, Homey!
This is Lil’ Cleatis, I’m out…

"Up In Yo Club"

Watch out
it's the crazy Christians
no rocks glisten
my name was for mentioned
no honorable mention
my mission
is to get you listenin
to rap tracks wit out the mention of the word killin.
no over drinkin
no need for your clothes to be stankin
Holy Spirit
 got me to thinkin about witnessing
so I start dancin
doing the robot
I can ride a bike with no handle bars

like a flo bot
go bot
transform from a storm
into a swarm of killa bees that sting ya
now that i got your attention
listen
i want one night
wit out fights
friction or tension
cause its terrible
when you come to have a good time and hear the MC ryhme
but all you can think about is hoping nobodies got a 9
pulls it
cocks it
pops it
dudes run for the exit
I hide in a closet.

hook:
Now everybody show some love
we up in your club
we up in your club
we up in your club
we just tryin to have some fun
we up in your club
we up in your club
we up in your club



REPEAT) 

Movin
shakin
rollin cross yo dance floor
you want more good
cause if you really want to get hardcore
than let the needle skip
while i rip scripts from Revelation
new trend spredin cross yo nation
self love and motivation
imagine
dudes lovin girls for what's on they inside
not what they wear on the outside
meanwhile outside
i'll slide up on yo ride
and tell you about a love I cant hide!
The love of Christ
shine brighter than them neon lights
wit no hang over
drunk or sober
you gettin saved tonight
praise His name tonight
cause tonight might be the night that the sky crack
i'm a fool for Christ
like im jack black
in a jet black Cadillac
escalade for the escapade
listen man
that's not me
I roll to the club in a chevy
is y'all ready!

(HOOK)

It's obvious im crazy
sportin a Hannah Montana back pack
just watched the kung fu panda movie
save the doobies for shaggy
I met Larry
shirt open, chest hairy (whoa)
9 gold chains jumpin out a champagne range
told him my name and how Christ is my claim to fame
the only reason i came, not for my own acclaim
but to maintain balance and the Word of Jesus on the brink

where dudes kill each other over spilt drinks
and just think
if we had our way we would forget about Yahweh
and soon be extinct
so throw the water on 'em
you dont know the girls last name
but you want a condom
you need to calm down, son
don't lick a shoot
bust a fair one
for Icris the rare one
no red rum
just covered in red blood from God's Son
COME ON!

(HOOK)