Verse of the Day:
Romans 1:29
“Their lives are
filled with all kinds of sexual sins, wickedness, and greed. They are mean.”
Last,
but not least, we have Jay Z’s lyrics. The metophores throughout the songs are
very significant to the message of the song. Do not be misled, the meaning
behind the metaphorical lyrics are indeed full of lust, sin, and all kinds of
evil.
If I do say so myself, if I do say so myself
Hold up, stumble all in the house time to back up all that mouth
That you had all in the car, talking 'bout you the baddest bitch thus far
Talking 'bout you be repping that 3rd, wanna see all that shit that I heard
Know I sling Clint Eastwood, hope you can handle this curve, uh
Foreplay in a foyer, fucked up my Warhol
Slid the panties right to the side
Ain't got the time to take drawers off, on sight
Catch a charge I might, beat the box up like Mike
In '97 I bite, I'm Ike Turner, turn up
Baby know I don't play, now eat the cake, Anna Mae
Said, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae!"
I'm nice, for y'all to reach these heights you gon' need G3
4, 5, 6 flights, sleep tight
We sex again in the morning, your breasteses is my breakfast
We going in, we be all night
That you had all in the car, talking 'bout you the baddest bitch thus far
Talking 'bout you be repping that 3rd, wanna see all that shit that I heard
Know I sling Clint Eastwood, hope you can handle this curve, uh
Foreplay in a foyer, fucked up my Warhol
Slid the panties right to the side
Ain't got the time to take drawers off, on sight
Catch a charge I might, beat the box up like Mike
In '97 I bite, I'm Ike Turner, turn up
Baby know I don't play, now eat the cake, Anna Mae
Said, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae!"
I'm nice, for y'all to reach these heights you gon' need G3
4, 5, 6 flights, sleep tight
We sex again in the morning, your breasteses is my breakfast
We going in, we be all night
Enough said! Jay-Z’s entire verse backs up Beyonce’s with
sex, sex, drunk, more sex. He tells her to back up what she’s been talking
about and he tells you all about it, body parts and all. Is this what we want
our children listening to? Can they even hear God with all this garbage going
in their ears? No, they trying to practice how to twerk and grain on the wood,
and be the baddest B, and telling some young boy or MAN to “eat the cake!” We need to set a standard.
Never tired, never tired
I been sippin', that's the only thing
That's keeping me on fire, me on fire
Didn't mean to spill that liquor all on my attire
I've been drinking, watermelon
(I want your body right here, daddy, I want you, right now)
Can't keep your eyes off my fatty
Daddy, I want you
I’m done! Beyonce is not tired of sowing thorns and tares
into your child , but you should be tired and cut the mess off. Who runs your
house? It’s time for mother’s and father’s, woman and man, to MAN UP! This type
of music should make you sick to your stomach thinking about your child putting
it to action. Don’t even sing it. Speak life!
Ephesians 6:10-13
(NIV)
The
Armor of God
“Finally, be strong
in the Lord and in his mighty power. Put on the full armor of God,
so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood,
but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this
dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.
Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day
of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done
everything, to stand.”
We need to set a standard.
Walk in the Spirit,
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