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A man's fluency in the linguistic arts not only accentuates his intelligence, but also affords to him a freedom that no man can hinder, bind, or otherwise remove.

In addition to such, there shall be no righteous law passed to prohibit a man from the honorable pursuit of knowledge. It is with this comprehension and in this context do I dare to utter the phrase 'let a man be lawless'.

(Lo-Key the Architech)

When I Say “I am a Christian” 

Written by Carol Wimmer 1988

Performed by Lo-Key the Architech

When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not shouting, "I've been saved!"

I'm whispering, "I get lost! That's why I chose this way"

When I say, "I am a Christian," I don't speak with human pride

I'm confessing that I stumble — needing God to be my guide

When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not trying to be strong

I'm professing that I'm weak and pray for strength to carry on

When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not bragging of success

I'm admitting that I've failed and cannot ever pay the debt

When I say, "I am a Christian," I don't think I know it all

I submit to my confusion asking humbly to be taught

When I say, "I am a Christian," I'm not claiming to be perfect

My flaws are far too visible but God believes I'm worth it

When I say, "I am a Christian," I still feel the sting of pain

I have my share of heartache which is why I seek His name

When I say, "I am a Christian," I do not wish to judge

(Lo-Key the Architech)

Intelligent Chains by Lo-Key the Architech

Written 1/25/16 - 1/30/16

Beat ‘Way Out’ produced by The Cratez

Verse 1

Light has no shadow

So in the war against darkness, one spark wins the battle

I don’t think you know Him

Tryin’ to run from the Lord, but I don’t know where you’re going

Brethren, why are you not excited?

If we all believe Jesus, then why are we all divided?

Why are you trying to fight it?

If your joy’s from the Lord, then why are you trying to hide it?

You see, this message is for me

But its for you too, hopefully you’ll agree

Don’t write checks with your flesh

Cause all you gonna do is leave your spirit in debt

Now you got a fist full of baggage

Cast your cares to the Lord and he will give you the Sabbath

Rest, be still take breath

And know that He is God, He’ll handle the rest

Hook

Misinterpretation of the Book of Revelation

Has darkened our understanding and hindered our preparation

We’re relying on our flesh to bring about change

Wise in our mind frame, Intelligent Chains

Verse 2

Fresh out the gate

Get them barbs out your chest, confess out your hate

Stop living in the past

The only reason you have not is cause you have not asked

Of the Lord, His presence ignored

If you’re a sailboat, then why you stuck on the shore?

Freedom, is more near than you think

Don’t let your dreams sink, fight like the Battle of Antietam

Sometimes you gotta be aggressive

Cause I’d rather be faithful, rather than be impressive

Hold up, do you really know what I’m saying?

When was the last time you were caught praying?

You see, this wisdoms from above

You’ll always get interrupted doing what you love

So if I really love God

Then serving my neighbor would be considered my job

Verse 3

You see, it don’t take long at all

To go on an ego trip, then comes the fall

And it’s a long way down

So if a Christian falls, do they even make a sound?

It ought to be the sound of prayer

Seek forgiveness of the Lord, before you seek His favor

Why? Cause heaven is a real place

And Jesus is the Way, grace through faith

Check it; because man in is a sinner

Adam chose to have forbidden fruit for dinner

But God is a just judge

He found a way to punish sin, but cover us in love

He sent His son Jesus Christ

He died on the cross to pay my ransom price

So now I have life

(Lo-Key the Architech)

Representing the King by Lo-Key the Architech

Written 6/7/14 - 7/3/14

Beat ‘Get Yours’ by The Cratez

Hook

Representing the King, is not as easy as it looks

The devil wants you dead, crippled or hooked

Satan calls you guilty, unworthy and a crook

But the Truth is in this book

(Repeat)

Verse 1

This book called the logos, where you can get rhemea

Jesus is the door, The Way to the Creator

Yes He is your Father, no Darth Vader

Yes He’s independent, no Ralph Nader

Surrounds you with his favor if you are called righteous

He desires obedience, better than sacrifices

Are we men or mices, trapped in vices

Where every waking moment turns into a life crisis

Say good buy to Iysis and all your other idols

Jehovah Rophi is here to take your vitals

There’s healing in the Bible, but you gotta believe it

You gotta open your heart in order to receive it

Lord knows we all need, that’s why He’s interceding

Praying on our behalf, so we should pray without ceasing

In our out of season, yes I’m still believing

For as long as I’m breathing I’m…

Verse 2

S-T-R-E-double-S-S

Any time of day I pray and remember that I’m blessed

Not just blessed, but blessed and refreshed

In Him I live, He is my address

He addressed my sins, I had Death within

Part of the Adam’s family, I was the next of kin

I was destined to jail, I was destined to fail

Eternity in hell with no chance of bail

I’ll spare the details in consideration

Of the fact that I’m a minister of reconciliation

So at this realization I put on my full armor

Preaching the Gospel, any day I can be martyr

So I cry out Abba, through the Spirit of Adoption

I can’t receive the spirit of fear, there’s no option

Literally there’s no stopping, no flip flopping

Knock and keep knocking, I’m…

Verse 3

I am, called outta darkness

knocked off my high horse like Saul of Tarsus

This sinful carcass gets me into trouble

It feels good don’t it? Sin is so subtle

You get reduced to rubble if you not humble

Jesus got your back if you stumble or fumble

He’s King of the jungle, so consider the ants

Even with no king they work lazy pants

Never say can’t, He’s the yes and Amen

Break bread amongst friends, worship until the end

Never pretend like time’s on your side

Time’s of the essence, seek His presence

Lowly like a peasant, spirit is contrite

Grace the mic like Walter Cronkite

Morning, noon and night, I’m on my Father’s biz