Transidentity

by Kenosis

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about

Based out of Austin, Kenosis is composed of DavidBoone, DustinCurlee and CodyMiles.

The first collaborative album of Kenosis is called “Transidentity”. This 14 track LP, released on December 4th, is a record of our growth as believers as we find ourselves in the second Adam. Our identity is not found in what we wear or who we are, who we’re with or what we do- it’s beyond that. When we’re off beat, he brings us back. When we’re off pitch, he corrects us. Our hearts and will are in sync with His. Christ is our transidentity.

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released 04 December 2010

Beats by Nomolos Beats, Saiza Inc Records, Zaya, Mista Min.

Mixed and Mastered by Tim Saiza of Saiza Inc Records.

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Track Name: Kenosis
(Cody Miles)
Don’t solicit your religion. That’s like playing go fish and Christians will get it twisted when words are missing deeds. (oh please!) Don’t you see what they preach? They read your every action just looking for a breach on your sleeves.
(David Boone)
Teach em to grieve, lamentation. Each one decieved, least of em leave. Came out the sheep pen, insane how they creep in. The enemy plant tares (Matt 13:25 NASB)in the wheat, man, stand in the sand and sink in!
(Dustin Curlee)
Drinking, slanging, hard gang banging. Tryin’ to be somebody but youre not unqiue. A legend in your own mind, so blind, can’t see the real G hung from a cross on Calvery.

(David Boone)
Kenosis, Brings the Hypnosis and Flows with the things you can grow with X4

(David Boone)
It’s no longer I who live but Christ in me. Light of the world, open their eyes to see. Shining star (Phil. 2:15) on the crooked and depraved culture, came out of darkness to spark this. Don’t say I never told ya.
(Dustin Curlee)
Sold ya into slavery and yet you have a mis-perception that your somehow free. Deception, mis-perception, ain’t no guarantee unless you look to the Son for some clarity.
(Cody Miles)
Verily, verily, we bring down the heresies. Inherently there will be rocks placed to catch our feet. Instead of these amphetamines, my tendencies infinity, if any ears are open, man, I’ll rap for free.

(David Boone)
Kenosis, Brings the Hypnosis and Flows with the things you can grow with X4

(Dustin Curlee)
New vision, decision to be free from the prison. The collision with Christ and- pow- the plow has a new field to yield the seed without greed cause you’re free to succeed without weed, so precede.
(Cody Miles)
Excuse me, Let me reiterate, That our sins are penned and they Can no longer penetrate, Into our salvation, fate is reshaped and our placement, is grace, man. Put that Red Tape in the basement.
(David Boone)
Telling sickening tales, never skip details, but the ship we sail will prevail. Others quickly fail we equip these snails for the marathon man (we too hip to be square!)

(David Boone)
Kenosis, Brings the Hypnosis and Flows with the things you can grow with X4
Track Name: Outlook: Bleak
“Outlook: Bleak” by Kenosis

(Dustin Curlee)

Trying to be hard, you dont want no help (its like) click, click, click: Pull the trigger on your own self. The Spirit is willing but the flesh is weak, without total submission the outlook is bleak. X2

(David Boone)

Depressed mode, bumping dépêche mode, something the flesh hold dear to, keep it near you. refresh old, put off the new. I scoff at you and mock the truth. I do what I got to do. From the school of hard knocks, I wreck fools on our block. Check the tools & our glocks. I need respect at all costs. Take matters in my own hands again like Annakin in episode 3. I’m my own master. Nobody over me, not even Obi-wan Kenobi. I’m lonely. Closest homie don’t even know me. Dying slowly. The mandate is stress and I can’t take the pressure I ran from the test I can’t stand like the rest and ya probably never think twice about them cats like me. What if you saw them crying? These are solemn times. You heard of Columbine. I’m fin’ a do something along them lines.

(Dustin Curlee)

Trying to be hard, you dont want no help (its like) click, click, click: Pull the trigger on your own self. The Spirit is willing but the flesh is weak, without total submission the outlook is bleak. X2

(Cody Miles)

I never thought I would say this, “Balif, take me away.” Listed all my acts and seen this dirty rag that I made (Isaiah 64:6), Rehabilitation is too far for me, I’m addicted. Every sin on my wish list, trust me, I did it. The flesh is vicious and insists on making mischief, I eat from dirty dishes and old wineskin’s are bursting at the flemish. Flinching in the kitchen from these inhalants, I’m calling for a railing to hold on because the staircase from my basement is so long.. Fattened in a day of slaughter, whats even odder, the thought of me being a father is farther than me having a daughter. I’m not a man, I’m a monster, No, even wronger, the longer my identity lies, it continually alters. I don’t need a sign, just a savior, my behavior is in anger and insure. I’m a stranger in a foreign war. My souls a whore. Lord, take me and make me yours. Break me in every way that I was before and create a door I can walk out for.

(Dustin Curlee)

Trying to be hard, you dont want no help (its like) click, click, click: Pull the trigger on your own self. The Spirit is willing but the flesh is weak, without total submission the outlook is bleak. X2

Not a reprobate, He cleaned the slate, I got a brand new chance to walk the straight and narrow, Like Pharaoh: a tool in the masters hand, part of a faster plan, vessel of mercy, Living as a holy man X2
Track Name: Transidentity
“Transidentity” by Kenosis

(Cody Miles)

My faith aint a ritual, sick of fixin it fictional, quick to kick it to the mission field and stick it to consensual peeps. I got a heart for the streets, who pass the pills for belief, and preach the Word in the burbs of the Sovereignty. I talk in 3rd person, Holy Spirit. What’s worse, I’m steading working: to be fearless. Not Counterfeit, come to grips with these hollow tips. Follow men? You’ll be searching like solomen.

Transidentity, becoming the man I’m supposed to be, transcending the sin in me through the Trinity, in between Elohim, I see the unseen, we are and we’re being made: Holy. X2

(David Boone)

Somewhere over the rainbow Where the crimson main-flow To cover sin-stained clothes washed anew. Robes white as snow. bright as glowing brilliance. In a real sense. Feeling’s one in millions. With Thanks I cried out claimed as bride. Sanctified, now. Changed inside-out. Heart transplant, stone for flesh. Dry bones get breath and rose from death.

(Dustin Curlee)

(Check it) Drop the meth, methodology, a prodigy of God you see. Changed from a villain by sovereignty, now all of me must manifest, the man i best be- I’m set free. Positional Identity, in him i be, liberated from contingency, uh, a royal law, I’m loyal ya’ll, I’m a new entity with an affinity for serenity.

(Cody Miles)

Transidentity, becoming the man I’m supposed to be, transcending the sin in me through the Trinity, in between Elohim, I see the unseen, we are and we’re being made: Holy. X2

(David Boone)

Daily we battle this catalyst of negative influence: Darwin, Sarx and Marxist philosophy. Ego-trippin. cats giving props to me. You’d be shocked to see what I need to do to be the man I got to be: murder me awkwardly. Living sacrifice tends to crawl off the altar still it’s all got to alter. Shapeshift in positive direction. Not just optimistic, look not to God, ya missed it.

(Dustin Curlee)

And my existence is persistent, perseverance, interference from appearance of the culture- a vulture, hovers overhead and wishes me dead, but I press on in my armor- I’m a warrior. I’m in a battle thats been won by the glorious Son and so the armies that surround me- i see everyone with compassion and a knowledge that they already lost, at the cross i was bought with the weightiest cost.

(Cody Miles)

Transidentity, becoming the man I’m supposed to be, transcending the sin in me through the Trinity, in between Elohim, I see the unseen, we are and we’re being made: Holy. X2

Not who I am… Not who I will be… Not who I am… Not who I will be… Not who I am… Not who I will be.. yo I’m not who I am.
Track Name: Doowop
“Doowop” by Kenosis

(David Boone)
Night is over and it’s day time. Sober in a state of mind. Still it’s like I’m high on life, flowing and saying rhymes. Heavenly Hip-hop, void of any hate crimes. Enemies in need of a what? they can take mine! Give unto the one that would ask for this. My treasure is in heaven where my master is. I’m paying cash for this, for everything else there’s master card- but life with Christ is priceless.

(Cody Miles)
They see me running to my crew, saying,
(do what, do what?)
They hear I’m hungry for the truth, saying,
(Do what, do what?)
They know there’s something to it too, with a bumpin’ attitude, saying,
(Do what, do what can I do for you?)

(Dustin Curlee)
I got a clean concious sprinkled with the Holy Spirit. He cleared it, and now I never have to fear it cause I’m a blood bought, Spirit-sought, Child of the living God. Living Odd. In the eyes of the world I’m an alien. Cool, upstream like a salmon, I be jamming to a new tune with Miles and Boone (awh man!) and a vibe for you to groove to that will improve you as you bask in the Son’s light burning bright to shine through

(Cody Miles)
I’m from the outside looking in. I freestyle with a stylus thinking quick. It’s sickening. I made amends with in the infinite, I make my mission to go fishing for the lives of men. I find a friend in the sewer section, true my message is, cool like beverage, listen up yall- this isn’t physical pilgrimage. It’s like, real like kafilkafish, so seal the deal and make a wish to be a vessel filled with repentance. Thats my two cents.

(Cody Miles)
They see me running to my crew, saying,
(do what, do what?)
They hear I’m hungry for the truth, saying,
(Do what, do what?)
They know there’s something to it too, with a bumpin’ attitude, saying,
(Do what, do what can I do for you?)

(Cody Miles)
I’m justified. I got a lust for life thats unlike anything you could bust at night- because I’m circumcised on the heart. Make your mark on this earth of lies. Baptized by blood of the one, Jesus Christ, prescribed this obsession for treasures up in heaven. Brethren fall after one law, thank God I’m accredited. Inherited righteousness though I have none. I must be Barabas because I’m ransomed.

(Dustin Curlee)
I’m full of joy that surpasses understanding, I’m a new creation that don’t live in the demands of a Old Covenant of death, just a shadow, no rest, choking out your every breath. My messiah goes higher than twilights vampires, sure fire, with the mark of the king prophesied in Jeremiah, I retire, my desire is to rest. And I’m loving it, that’s what its like living in the New Covenant.
Track Name: Metaphor
“Metaphor” by Kenosis

(David Boone)

Love is a metaphor. I’ll never settle for less than the best. Find rest in the quest in Love. It’s metaphoric. I’m better for it. Dead without it, alive with it. (And) I’m with it.

(Dustin Curlee)

Love is living out vows eternally. That is certainly the way to know true love biblically. Was Him for me, a ransom of a dead soul now regenerate. I’m living it: proof that God is still giving it. I don’t get it from the TV, L-O-V-Easy. Sleazy. That’s not the way to please me. I say, Son, the truth is you got to turn the station. It’s mental and visual master-frustration. Place your mind on the things that are above and you’ll grace the blind as they bring that kind of love. Mis-defined, leave behind all the remnants of the old man. Ever pressing forward to the love, truth is holding.

(David Boone)

Love be altogether lovely. How could love love me when I’m so ugly? It bugs me. It must be love’s unconditional, amazing, unchanging, never wishy-washy but steadfast. Love can overlook the things that I could never get past. Love puts others first to come in dead last. Love; despised by its own kind. Despite the fact that Love is so kind. It blows minds. Love loves even though it knows minds. More specifically it knows mine. Pride says “love isn’t cool.” But Love’s metaphycial. Beyond comprehension. Not to mention…

(Cody Miles)

Access denied to the opening eye. The Church looks at Romans 8 and 10 but not 9. In Him, you were elected, chosen, perfected. But when it comes to selection, you call it a lie. Predestination simplified. So semper fi to Adonai. Take a look a Malachi: Jacob I loved, but Essau I hated. Before time began their decisions were fated. Love is a metaphor, look at the Church. It is by grace you have been saved and it’s not by works. Ephesians 5, we’re the bride to Christ crucified. In him alone, are we truly satisfied in…
Track Name: True Revelation
“True Revelation” by Kenosis

(Dustin Curlee)

Revelation, first-century tribulation, historical reality, mass bloodshed, brutality. Given to sensuality, finality of a covenant. Fading, degrading- new people up grading. A bride for a bridegroom, coming soon in judgement upon a whore, with a hardcore lovely no more. Stained by fornication, a cursed generation seeking salvation in a house desolate. Soon to crumble, made to stumble, a remnant made humble in the one man, master plan- badder than Jacki Chan. It was soon, He was near- let those who have ears hear, and tremble with fear. A language metaphorical, rhetorical, an oracle given in the old and fulfilled in the new. Sever your mind from its presupposition and position your decision to a textual submission.

Cats wanna proof text, with a pretext, out of context, get they minds wrecked

(Cody Miles)
Exegesis, yo, check this thesis, not bits and pieces, (just the words of Jesus, Uh) (We need this…)

(David Boone)
Behold, she’s holding a golden cup. Sittin on a scarlet beast, the harlot sleeps with the enemy. She’s drunk with the blood of the saints like Hennessey- intoxicated. with the wine of her adultery (the kind that should repulse her). See the tapestry covered with the names of blasphemy. She bears resemblance of the priests if you asking me. Put Exodus next to this. Type & shadow Fulfillment of the ages. Christ…on His throne shining prism. Timeless vision; calls for a mind with wisdom. Symbolism. The 7 heads are 7 hills on which the woman sits. What is this? God’s people intermingled with the pagans, same ones about to slay them, it’s mayhem, nothing can save them from the wrath of the lamb, rejected Messiah bringing fire through the Roman empire.

(Dustin Curlee)

Cats wanna proof text, with a pretext, out of context, get they minds wrecked

(Cody Miles)

Exegesis, yo, check this thesis, not bits and pieces, (just the words of Jesus, Uh) (We need this…)

Calculate this: six hundred and sixty and six. Alfa-Mathematics (grammatria) the fact is, exactly this: Inhabitants ran quick to these sick manuscript (content accurate) this is wrath and judgement on static Jews, antics view the latitude and say there’s no connection to the persecution suffered through the beast of Rome- meets the least kingdom. The lease was up, the lost sheep were home. Many were deceived who believed in the beast, in the middle-east Caesar, Neron Kaiser, hear the lines with signs of fire, I might inquire the entire line up, reminds us, Jesus Christ refines us through our souls in our actions- He the seed defines Trust. See this via designer and may this be reminder to find your treasure in the finer and never grow tired. Wired to this mission, adversary and affliction aint a thing when we read Revelation in light of history.
Track Name: Lyrical Kings
"Lyrical Kings" by Kenosis

(Mista Min)

Tap off the hat, back up the raps. Proclaim what is known to the rest of them cats. It be amazing how angels be watching men dazed and confused, raising in by twos. Multiply that two, so you get a product. Peep our by produKt, not dairy we bring the beef. Ya’ll killers don’t see, perceive, believe. ya’ll some thieves but you can’t steal the truth.

(David Boone)

I'm tellin' I ain't askin ya: if I preach another Gospel, may I be an anathema. Blasphemous cats be adding stuff which is really no Gospel at all, disastrous like a catheter(oh!). Fire in the hole, coming straight out the canon, Scripture, Sacred Text, only spit, holy writ, slowly get in the roll we fit. You know me kid! I'm the one bringing the truth and I'm never sugar coating it!

(Cody Miles)

Cause when you stop and sit down, synoymous make sense now, send a man, amen, admist these hypocrites and preach loud, back up in the seats, wow, feed that sheep, that sweet sound of the hand on the plow. Mission field is this town.

(David Boone/ Dustin Curlee)

Lyrical Kings spittin' spiritual things written

(Mista Min)

Hum and breathe. Meditate as he heals you. To the dumb receive as they speak to you. Signs in the sky, imitate He who’s alive. Mind fills with lies, infiltrate with sheep’s hide. Wolves den, creep inside, massacre matador. Survivors cling to horns on the alter. Like the rock of Gibraltar, but home of Jebusites. It ain’t right cause he’s creeping like a thief at night.

(Cody Miles)

Succeed, He seceded. Should of seen the scene, He pleaded for the seed of Abraham. Xenaphobic Pharasee's. We needed a high priest at right knee. Muhammad Ali. He floats like a butterfly, splits down the sea. Redeemer Academia, anemia, demeaner of a Covenant covered in bleeding Son- so read and learn the Gospel of peace, lost souls at ease, apostles deceased but carried on by these beautiful feet.

(David Boone)

May this be a movement of the Holy Spirit, give em' ears to hear, so the Homies hear it.
Track Name: Sinsitized
“Sinsitize” by Kenosis

(Cody Miles)

Yes, it will never die: Truth, as in edify. Alumni of Earth. Sacrificed like a samurai. Sanctify to holiness, I only get more in this Bible like a word and I submit like a pessimist. Show stopper, I’m told what to say like a teleprompter, what I ought to do like a doctor. But I could not offer what God bought for me, so I blow this smoke like a Rastafarian its a starry end, I’m already in one love like Bob Marley and Solomon. My problem is He’s in like lobotomy- follow me, you’ll probably see my will is not part of me. I do what I don’t. I move like remote control, but I’m chill like I’m ala mode. All to boast, all the coasts, glory to the Holy Ghost for making an animal valuable.

(Cody Miles)

One, set your eyes on the prize and minimize sin in your life, get it right with a friend of mine

(Dustin Curlee)

Two, move in step with the Trinity. Once was your enemy except He wrecked the wall in vicinity

(David Boone)

Three, take this cross on your back and benefactor in your heart not a chain, check similax Four:

(Dustin Curlee)

Don’t deny the Spirit inside

(Cody Miles)

The Spirit of Life

(David Boone)

Boy, got to get Sin-sitized.

(Dustin Curlee)

Man, I’m so sedentary that I say it’s scary to me. Instead of 20/20, everything’s so blurry to me. Maybe if I squint or maybe if i strain i would start to see the things that cause me so much pain. Please give me clarity, I beg of the Holy Ghost. I ask in sincerity so my heart is diagnosed. It’s like a cancer, eating up my insides and I know the answer that makes the anguish subside. Talk is cheap and it comes down to action. I walk can creep as I move in a fraction. Attraction to what my heart desires as the prize, either Christ or this world is the apple of my eyes. So I grapple with the lies, saying my good-byes, and now complacency to me is compromise. So I strive for intensity to live out my devotion, cause emotion is the potion, set this whole thing into motion.

(David Boone)

Prick to the conscience, forget the nonsense. Wandering eyes listening to the Father of lies. Doing things that I ought to despise. Sin leads to death. Got to realize. Recognize, get sin-sitized. Paraclete, bring conviction for the sins inside. Now I’m friends with God ’cause of His Son that was sent to die and cleanse my life, within reside. Used to roll with fake dudes sippin’ gray goose, now I roll with Jesus sippin’ grape juice in communion. It’s take-two. Not sin-less but I tend to sin less, time to time need a chin check self, when I’m walking in flesh. Fight club scenario, it’s scary, yo, I can hear the Master’s voice like it’s stereo (repent). Yo, ya’ll ready for the hook (yeah), here we go…
Track Name: Are You Ready?
(Cody Miles)

Examine this cannon. How can it organically grow in my soul? And this solace is stolen insanity. Rigors not mortis: it’s sort of disorder personified. More to find. More defined. More to find. Mortified. Gehenna’s borderline flipped like I’m sunny side up from the gutter. Got a taste of the sola fide. Man, there’s more to life. I got a soul that cries “glorified, glorified, glorified, glorified.”

(Dustin Curlee)

Yo, I tried and tried to master life through my own volition. Lonely mission, till the transition had me tripping and gripping the truth. Contained within a book that’s called the Word of God. You’ve heard a lot? More than just a story, yo, it’s supernatural. With pages full of precepts overriding every papal bull. Now I’m capable with a cup thats full. It overrunnith with the blood of the crucified. You should try. Past from the dead into the land of eternal life.

(Cody Miles)

Empiricists, my peers resist the epistemology. The purest kids get their interest in distant policy. When fears exist, we give a flip, the Sith don’t bother me. I’m a hidden citizen of New Jeru. That’s all I be. Iconoclast, man, we’re fallin’ fast. I call it that. Caught my hand, Jesus bought me and he brought me back. Perfect architect, He worked the cross on our behalf to murder a certain serpentine. His mercies seen the darkest trap.

(Dustin Curlee)

(trap)easy, cruising through this life walking a tight rope and queasy. Choosing who is right, talking at night hoping your choice is heard, disturbed. This word don’t fall on deaf ears cause’ you’re barely hanging on to hope your nerve is known by fears, but pause. Take a breath. Escaping death through a transcendent verb till nothings left, you’re left depending on a pending third a verb regenerating you. Showing you what to do. The living Word is real, it heals and now it’s penetrating you.

(Dustin Curlee/ Cody Miles)

Scales falling from my eyes, it pales to the wall of lies. I’m calling Abba, Father, “Modern Scholars don’t know what I.” See the scenery, the sun came out, the one they doubt, He’s all about cauterizing all of my sin. My horizons now blue skies and Resurrected. I deflected. Went from death to hearing blessings. I confess I’m quite grotesque. It’s just a sec’ till I reach perfection. Died with Christ, I raised with Him. Abide in life. My praise, my hymn. My maiden name was Adam but even that was just a pseudonym.
Track Name: Drowning Adam
“Drowning Adam” by Kenosis

And so I drown Adam. My soul’s so cold. Sat on a rock and said you build this house and I’ll laugh at Saturn. It’s sad, madam, I defend in temper tantrum. I repent in word not actions and refer to men for answers. Whatever happened to the narrow road? Now I fair it slow, to the pheromones of the fairest loans that the world could ever bring. (I’m a) Pharisee. And inside I scream, “I want to rip this flesh out of me.” I’m out of peace, and I’m out of wack. Who ever thought the one that brought me here would now suddenly be pushing me back? It’s all fact, that in making you known I find I don’t know you, it’s like I’m forsaking your Son. (oh) And now I’m blind and I’m all alone. Addicted to the beat of the metronome. Betcha never guessed it though. I set my eyes on Zion while I’m fight this den of lions, inside my heart there’s violence, but I know my voice is silent.

(Because) Christ isn’t an add on I have to drown adam. The baptism of your Spirit, is causing me to pass on.

I’m not who I used to be. I move into scrutiny. I’m refined by fire but taken live by the music scene. Like Ephesus, I’m left this first love. It’s this mistress of rap that trapped my thirst of You (Jesus). Truth, life, and light. I refuse to lose the feud on Abraham’s side, but I can’t stay still, like I’m ADHD. I satiate peace in the state of un-repentance. Please don’t let me take advantage of this grace, I shake my sandals from this place. I take your annals, off the mantels and I seek your face. The weak you raise and I think I’m a prime candidate for the beat and broken saint that needs to be saved. I’ve seen my eyes move from the cross to the present life. I mean, these lies prove that I’m wrong but it feels so nice. Parasite on my faith, my paradigm is reshaped, God, please help me realize that this paradise is fake.

Eyes wired, divinely inspired this. I’m tired, but you’re holding up my irises. I’ll tell these kids in the fire, it’s life on the higher cliffs. Try or miss, I’ll stand on this stage and still inquire men. Environment if it’s vital then we need to live our lives like we Jesus and not desire sin. They looking at us, waiting for the fall, taking us for saul, tasting us for salt, buts it’s all an assault that faults by default. I work with his energy. I work so all men can see these words mean nothing… I want my life to resemble Jesus Christ. Plead my rights before the court and divorce this worldly wife. These words I write are the overflow. Don’t get caught in the undertow. I know it’s not fun but in the sun you grow. Friend or foe, hear my case, in the snow, in the rain, we need to glorify Jesus and take nothing to waste.
Track Name: Pattern
“Pattern” by Kenosis

(Cody Miles)

The Pattern of the One to Come, death through Adam, life through the Son. I was dead in my sins, but you’re sovereign. I’ve broken your heart but we can start again. The Pattern of the One to Come, death through Adam, Life through the Son. By Christ I’m redeemed, seen blessed and sealed- I thank you God, for your grace is revealed.

Cyclical, with a heart made of styrofoam. This microphone I’m screaming in is meaningless to ribosomes. Am I the only one this side of home? I can write a song but I can’t fight alone. Sickest Soul, in this dark I’m outside of home. It’s mine to own, this catacomb flesh, I divide my clothes. Place lotts, the pace stops, I think not. This aesop’s the mesa where grace starts. Trade off. Who’s this ram in my deathbed? Intrepid hero, gave me breath then ascended. A type of Issac, crisis now averted. Priceless gift that suffices, Saiza, what’s my verdict? Perfect, Spotless, The Cross is Narcotic. I’ve caught it, this codex is coaxing my logic. I saw a man die for his enemy. Yeah… This is the end of me.

The Pattern of the One to Come, death through Adam, life through the Son. I was dead in my sins, but you’re sovereign. I’ve broken your heart but we can start again. The Pattern of the One to Come, death through Adam, Life through the Son. By Christ I’m redeemed, seen blessed and sealed- I thank you God, for your grace is revealed.

(David Boone)

Stranger. Wandering vagabond. My tongue be a magic wand. Got a bag of songs with my bag of tricks up my sleeve where I wear my heart. Best believe I tell it like it be. God opened up my eyes now I can see. Once far away but now the glory is inside of me. Wrath is coming on the sodomyand other sins of those who follow the ways of Balaam, son of Beor. Look to the Son to be yourAll In All. Everything. Treasure chest buried in a field. And He’s been revealed. Cross over. Death to life. Dark to light. Spark the night to day. Walk the right way. Once lost now found. I had strayed & I roamed downtown. Entered a land with milk and honey. Made it my home; palacedrink from the chalice. He called me son, no longer wander. From stranger to place of honor.

(Cody Miles)

The Pattern of the One to Come, death through Adam, life through the Son. I was dead in my sins, but you’re sovereign. I’ve broken your heart but we can start again. The Pattern of the One to Come, death through Adam, Life through the Son. By Christ I’m redeemed, seen blessed and sealed- I thank you God, for your grace is revealed.

(Manchild of Mars ill)

Yeah, I had a death wish granted before I started before I had roots planted on this planet. With a panic button pressed down, quick enough to manage, I was laid low through adam but I didn’t understand it. Manchild, panorama, man enough to live again, man enough to grab the new life that God was giving him. Soul burned bright with a punitive deliverance with a shot into the heavens with a shot to make a difference. I’m like a kid again, the Son bathed my whole world. Deep Space make the toughest rappers seem like show girls. No substance beneath they whole structure, got to keep my walk on point like acupuncture. New man, stepped onto the surface with a change on him, the world will take all of your heart, man if it aint strong. And when I take my final step and the pains gone, then I’ll have a brand new surface that I can paint on.
Track Name: Cause and Effect
“Cause and Effect” by Kenosis

(David Boone)

Let this resonate for heaven’s sake. That upon which you meditate defines you. Whether it’s your fine boo or divine truth, out of the overflow of the heart, the mouth speaks and shines through.

(Cody Miles)

Draw a line through the life beside you. Recognize the mind-two wants to undermine you. Not fluke, then it must of been the lust within that mustered in. Resuscitate the reprobate then check the date and throw away.

(Dustin Curlee)

And pray that your choice heeds the voice of the Holy Spirit. Slowing steer it in the direction of the King. A deflection from the sting of death, your chest starts to pump the blood of the one who crucified his own Son.

(David Boone)

Careful what you spit, Dawg, even if you tight with it. Careful what you wish for, you just might get it. Careful what you say, how you play, how you spend your day. Careful how you live, do you give, do you mind your bizz.

(Cody Miles/Dustin Curlee)

Cause and effect. There’s laws in effect. For every action, equal and opposite reaction

(David Boone)

Those having sense practice abstinence. Other’s want sex in the wrong context and wonder why it’s complex. Daddy’s don’t want to bother with children, they leave them fatherless and blame it on the system that taught em’ this

(Cody Miles)

Synonymous Autonomy, the lot of us still fail to see the farnabus of doctrinal debauchery. It bothers me, epiphora, gouging out eyes instead of realizing it’s Christ who does the change inside.

(Dustin Curlee)

Crucified, spill the blood, still the flood of the fleshly man. Yes he can create in you a man anew that’s what He do, come shining through the risen Lord. The lion roared and now I’m more than flesh and bones, He took the stone and with one touch he made it grown.

(David Boone)

You can get with this or you can get with that. Not always tit for tat. Universal laws of nature, just a fact. But the rules get overruled by the ruler- walk on water, change it to wine, give vision to the blind.

(Cody Miles)

It ain’t called Karma, it’s called Common Sense, you goddesses. I’d stop what I was doing before I saw the law offices for an attorney, spending eternity in Jail. Burning certainly, pray to God figure it out.

(Dustin Curlee)

It makes no sense, the existentialist philosopher who’s fighting for such vanity. Insanity, you’ll never be what you claim to be. You can’t see because you’re blinded by your veil on a highway to Hell without the one who paid your bail.
Track Name: Under My King
"Under My King" by Kenosis

(David Boone)

Shoot bullets, with butterfly wings. Too foolish to utter wise things. Few cool with what they life brings. Who's ruling? We under my King.

(Cody Miles)

Soothsayer. Going Super Saiyan. I'm an alien. I stray away from the grain of men. They fade to sin, I walk straighter than a leg brace. To save face, I lay waste these rappers who give glory to they own name. No names walking like they chin touch they noses. Been working out with a cross, I can bench press these posers. Ten reps, it's over. In step, Jehovah. I'm inept of anything, I'm just God-breathed betrothal.

(Mista Min)

Bark like a dog cause I ain’t no good. Just too hood so I gripped on wood. Some synthesize like their name was Moog, but I keep it natural, go off like 50 cal. Minimal me, while I maximize He. So I’m satisfied, we keep it tough like McGruff. Take a bite out these rhymes, Dog have you lost your mind? God realize, let me clarify.

(David Boone)

Can't chill, moving hyper. True Disciple. Callin' men away from senseless sins to repentance. What they do that's righteous? Dirty as doo-doo diapers and filthy rags, brood of vipers. Do what they do to snipe us. Losing sight plus blind to the spiritual. Planks in the iris, can't be inspired with Truth plainly put, draw blanks when they try this.

(Dustin Curlee)

Ranks on the highest! Yeah, in they own eyes, the wisest. Knowing not what they own is despised of the King of true faith and a heart circumcision. It don't start with a free-will decision. A misrepresentation of the way to get faith, Son, don't save none. You try to pull a fast one. I got a bullet proof vest ricocheting your machine gun so you ain't slaying no one.
Track Name: Antithesis
“Antithesis” by Kenosis

(you can’t get with this..)

(Cody Miles)

The Anti-thesis: contrary to what you might believe in, but what you breathe in, is it seed for deceiving? So many people perceiving- I’m too literal, “The bible is only paper,” (what!) I’m too cynical to the world in its forms and its ways are ok, and if everyone is doing it, I must conform to obey (but I will not!), I stand in opposition to the rulers and authorities who demand my apprehension (I got a real God!) and His love is genuine, and his blood paid for forgiveness and redemption (redemption!) For since sin came, we’re insane in the brain, but I will not stand to be a slave to today (yeah)

(David Boone)

The Antithesis of the world, you can’t get with this, only a true friend knows a man’s business, the Antithesis, you can’t get with this (you can’t get with this) X2

(Zaya Cruz)

I’m talking to the haters, the homies that spittin vapors, against a king who got stapled to the tree and made him able to take a sinner and save him, raise the dead and take em into eternal life and everything the father gave him, homie, you might not understand, you and your clan, thats why i got think different than you think man. Opposite to your thesis, rippin to pieces everything you thought about Jesus. His father was the maker of heavens and Earth, and by Jesus, through Jesus, everything was birthed. He’s the only way in which any man may be saved- believe in Jesus Christ, be conformed to His ways!

(Dustin Curlee)

You got so many masks, you don’t know who you are anymore! A playa, a hata (a lover of the world), and the score is 100 to 0, a shut out, the world won, you don’t even know what your about son! Conformity? (ha..) you’re deformity. You’re so blind in this predicament you will never be free from your false identity- and there is plenty of others that look just like you- unique? Dawg, look who you roll with! Uniques a myth! You’re an ewok, I’m the Darth Sith. Except I don’t fight for the darkside, hide, or just exist- take the mask off money, live as the antithesis.

(David Boone)

The Antithesis of the world, you can’t get with this, only a true friend knows a man’s business, the Antithesis, you can’t get with this (you can’t get with this) X2