Dream And A Pen I am on a climb Everest And I’m clinging to the King you can’t severe this I am way up I intend to stay up Three for the Trinity homie get your trae’s up I’m on cloud nine but I don’t puff pine Gotta share my heart on this mic and you my valentine And it’s valid I’m red ink baby Call me John Stewart cause I’mma die daily Life’s like a daisy sprout then you gone quick Patching up the lust in my eyes Slick Rick And I’m quick with every single bar man Witness in the jungle with the thieves Tarzan Below par and the mark I’mma press for it Throw your best weapons out front I’mma still score it Got a new sound we going twelve rounds Rocky mind set if I fall I ain’t staying down I’m after the crown put them thorns in And if you wish me well throw your coins in I am going in renouncing all past sin Walking down a path only treaded by dead men And it transcends lyrics everybody teaching No point in talking if my lifestyle ain’t speaking The past year Satan hit me with his best blows Had me questioning God Matt Lesko I ain’t impressed though cause I’m still swinging I see Goliath out front and I’m still slinging Stones in my attic microphone addict Got a full house with me you can call me Bob Saget Started with a dream and a pen Hanging out in crowds I wouldn’t dream to be in The plane keeps flying the boy keep soaring Still on my knees and the tears still pouring I ain’t ignore Him but I thank God A young sinner can be played in Ipods From one coast to the next coast Still drinking on His blood homie lets toast I remember Christ forget the flashing lights Proud gotta go down like my last fight I’m a winner mayne all I rep is Christ name Never been a blood but I rep that red letter gang Yeah cause see we live by the red letters Studying His words trying to find out what they tell us So we apply it sin we deny it The world is like gravity watch me defy it Few men try it this road ain’t broad Riding with some dead men looking like a morgue Obituary reads by grace That a young kid named Channel got to see His face So I embrace this platted form Clutching to my bible like a lucky charm Listen I’m talking Jesus over everything Match to my feet and I’m covered in propane Riding on a different train far from Paris Mrs. on my side I’m grateful for my marriage Just when you think I ain’t have no bars left Switched up the rhyme on the beat like Wyclef Just a young chef cooking from the good book Try apply the Word I aspire to be a good cook That’s a good look I’m talking John 3 Young Nicodemus God helped me see I’m so born again I’m so Terrence Cause I’m a New-man with a new plan Had passion now I got vision Spirit on the inside guiding my decisions Life is so stunning with the Red Ink Everybody in the building Red Ink Put your hands in the sky if you Red Ink We talking words of Christ Red Ink Listen, its red ink till I’m gone And if you ain’t heard then let me put you on We talking bout the words of the King on the throne Greatest of all time no 2-3 zone No poupon this is black or white You either living wrong or you trying to live right This fights like Cassius I see the enemy roaring but by faith he won’t get past us You rocking with the greatest of all time Lyrical fruit come straight from the great vine R.I.P. to my old life Covered in red call me Old Spice Cause sin has an odor But Christ carried every single one to the cross like a chauffeur We like poker we love gambling Sin is like Motown we keep sampling Better watch how you teach That fat lady that sings just might be deceased He’s coming back just like a thief in the night And I’m hoping I’m a thief with the way the boy write Snatch em out the world like armed robbery Matthew 28 without no apology Disciples the Red Ink crew thick Recruiting for the army this is more than music Two years since Dare 2 Be Great For the hardcore fans I’m sorry I made you wait Now the crew thicker there’s a bigger picture Red Ink earthquake we are off the Richter We didn’t come for the cameras and lights But like Paul we endure this fight, Rocky

(Chorus-Drew Wilson) Anywhere that you go Any place that you know Never, Never Anytime that you find When you fall and you cry Never, Never Out of HIS reach (Channel) I see the struggles I see your pain I see your trials I see the rain I see the errors I see your mistakes But nothing's outside of His mercy and grace Crown of Glory blood and nails Pierced His flesh no sin prevails To those who believe in Him, Heavenly Father We thank you for guidance as we continue our saga (chorus) (channel) So we bow at the thrown and sing you are Lord of Lords and you are King of Kings Glory to the Most High reason why I keep on pressing Reason why I keep confessing Cause I'm falling so far away but I'm calling Collecting my thoughts no jargon Pardon, the criminal that I've become Can you reach me despite all the crimes I've done I keep on traveling (chorus) (channel) I paint a portrait Picasso, Pablo Most of us lost like we talking bout the lotto Paint on canvas oops I meant pain erase the 't' (un)less we talk about the Name Tree, Truth, Trivial Wrapped in a crown and a robe like a sentinel I read it, read it, nothing will exceed it Put Him on a billboard He is no secret He is Jesus, gown and the gavel Judge to every man who gets lost in his travel Riding down depressed street flipping down molested lane Or ashamed drive homie I can see the pain But don't stop and park cause the road is dark But His grace is a light for you weary hearts Keep on steering, His blood is the path to the Thrown Road map for any path you on We keep traveling, we keep traveling (chorus)

FAMILY (chorus) Family, this is for my family I write this for my family Red Ink family Come on, Come on, Come on Come on, Come on January ’06 when my homeboy mama died and the boy cried When I realized we’d never see her again on this side Then I think about the drama Think about the arguments I have with my mama, time No you can’t replace it If I could take my heart out and cut and paste it I’d share the drum beat with the world, kaboom Listen to it croon you are now tuned In to the blood that’s pumping through my veins And it all comes back to the name Risen and the slain, slain and the risen Cooking up grace and mercy in the kitchen It is my mission to get you to the dinner table So we can share stories bout how my Father is able To get us through the trials of life No more rolling dice we can sit and share sound advice Reminiscing thinking bout home Thinking bout Christ thinking bout the Throne Come on come on come on (chorus) You are listening to the sounds of a dreamer dawg Take a million man army for that dream to fall Cause we stand tall On the faith that our Father will respond to His children we call Listen, chess game I am in position Channel Van Gogh paint an accurate depiction We are on a mission with this red ink Take the words of Christ until that red sink Deep into your heart till it's marred with scarlet We revel in the fact we were once all harlots The target ignorance combat ignorance Cause what you don't know ain't always innocence And what you don't know might kill ya Chasing after things that appeal to This here life but life is short Heaven is my home everyday I embark This here journey I'm walking traveling the road less taken Getting rid of my idols cause I ain't Clay Aiken I'm for the King This is my movie or really is it all a dream For my family (chorus) Red Ink Army got the fam with me Tha Messenger, Elijah and Blue City DJ Nipsy and the boy Vessel wrapped up in the truth like a pretzel Cause we gotta let them know dawg All about the Son no shadow for that groundhog Yeah, and I'm talking bout Christ Cause He is the soundtrack to my life He is what money can't buy timeless And He so cold I should check my sinus Jehovah but I ain't throwing up a Roc sign Burden off my back gone I'm thinking I can rock climb I am lost in a state of grind I enjoy working and family can't waste time Dwyane Wade on em from the baseline I know that's off topic but it did rhyme Feeling like it's my time feeling so good Young lumberjack the way I carry this wood And I don't need Jesus pieces with diamonds To do what Jesus say Simon He's my family (outro)

Paint the City feat. Elle Es (chorus) Said we gone rep Christ Do it till we dead Me and my crew We gone paint the whole city red Paint the whole city red Paint the whole city red Me and my crew We gone paint the whole city red -repeat (Channel) There seems to be a real disconnect Between the God who forgives And the God who teaches us how to live Discipleship ain't an option it's a vital part of life Especially if we claim to put our hope off in the Christ If Jesus is our King then that means we should submit Building up our faith off in His Word until it's fit Then we go and share His story that's the Great Commission Build up our communities so we can grow as Christians Biblical Van Gogh's cause that's where we get vision Painting on the hearts in our city the depiction Of what His Grace is what His love and His mercy like Feeling like I'm J'son homie we some city lights We Paint The City (chorus) (Elle Es) I rep Christ not just my pastor in my church Follow me I follow HImand not the passions of the earth Like Cassius we're Clay we'll return back to the dirt Until I pass away I rep Christ and that's my word Crazy for Jesus you can call me absurd for the Gospel The Great Commission made the decision to serve these lost souls Repping the Kingdom not the culture I crossed over Carry my cross over my shoulders so this is cross culture Join the militia where we march by faith to cadence scripture Reap pain in high definition so they get a better picture Of Jesus Christ cause He's more than just a popular figure More than a prophet He's God in the flesh you beg to differ Over 300 fulfilled prophecies to preach on corners Not of the Watchtower but yes I do witness Jehovah Changing lives renewing the minds of these wretched pagans We paint the blood of Christ making His existence famous (chorus) (Channel) Great painters spend time on their canvas Painting on the hearts of in their city no stanzas Truth black and white no gray just pandas So we can live Holy in the Field Evander Share truth like its my last time to ever tell Real talk on them Alexander Graham Bell Color pastel that's that blood talk And we walk in His grace you see His blood walk And we stay on that John 3:16 Using the bible to get an accurate paint mix Then we mix it up and we paint the city I know you Red Ink will you go and paint with me (chorus)

Van Gogh No apologies live life with no regrets I'm so over the circle no more pirouettes Looking in my rearview I see the silhouette Young kid chasing money diamonds and bagettes 1-8-0 I had to turn back I'm from a hood where you played ball or slang crack And when the dreams gone then the schemes on Cause we didn't have no dad that we could lean on So get your black mask get out and get cash And never pay attention when your mama say you're moving fast 15 seeing rims on nice cars Just the glamorous life of young trapstars At a young age inherited peer pressure So we walking the hallways and skip lectures I was an A and B student focused prudent But life was a nuisance Yeah, so here's my two cents That grass look greener over that new fence I was a poor little rich kid But I wanted what the rich young poor did Young (and) morbid chasing that dream All to find out it ain't all what it seems So we spend our whole lives just to chase for That green and I ain't talking bout Al Gore Fame and power power and fame The appetites of our hearts we can never attain It's a shame how that money make us scheme Got us chasing after things so we miss out on the King I see the struggle in my own life Got me riding through affluent neighborhoods Thinking this must be the good life Then it's back to reality I wanna be a man of Calvary But lust is my fallacy If we can paint our life on canvas like Vincent Would it consist of fame big houses and reminiscent Of a rich man this way of thinking's like a ditch and We bury our treasures beneath the sand Serving all is how you be great So I paint through microphones with wisdom And charisma when I create You are listening to the sounds of a dreamer Rocking shows on earth but heaven is my arena All I wanna do is follow Christ So I study His word like its the only way for me to live life And that's the price that we pay for the Truth The road that we travel is the proof Vincent Van Gogh

Soundtrack 2 My Life (chorus) My life is movie This is the soundtrack You can hear Jesus Every time that it's played back Yes I'm a failure Yep you can say that But I succeed Cause He is the climax HE IS GOD (repeat) Melodies of my life over kick drums I try and stick to the scripts like a sitcom But this is real life and I keep improvising I got issues and struggles that I keep disguising I got love in my heart I want the world to see I'm young Barrabas though but He set me free So I take flight on the wings of faith And make it through turbulence on the wings of Grace But my travels never cease I'm a pilgrim Rest in His presence no need for a Hilton My time is short but this road is long I keep pressing forward like a rolling stone Who is God that He needs praise He created it all so He could marvel at His own ways He's glorious everything He does is right All my joy is in Him He is my delight (chorus) I can boast about the things I accomplished But all those happened when I was only His accomplice Let's talk about my failures I did em on my own Let's talk about the King the Grace from the throne Mercy and love love and compassion Nails and blood all for my actions War in my mind I struggle with the law and my sin I wanna do right but evils always present within And I just can't seem to capture my dreams I'm hooked on sin like Kareem If only I could walk this road Living out the scripture and law in the way i was told But I'm thanking for His love Cause I'd be nothing without His blood Said I'm thankful for His love Cause I'd be nothing without His blood (chorus) 18 years old with a pad and a dream Of rocking out stages and souls for the King Bought a drum machine started making beats Built a studio and started pushing out heat My first album was good if we talking theology The beats were off par though I offered no apology The Kid got better I stayed off in the lab Till my songs were on point like a spiral from McNabb He's God and you'll always hear me boast about it Cause I'd stay on the ground if He didn't pilot This plane that I fly on Lion of Judah Call Him 12 inches He's ruler I re-read the text like a tudor Feasting on shots from the Word like a ruger I'm just a failure He's the climax He lives through me I'm a walking IMAX (chorus)

Rise and Grind (chorus) Wake up in the morning Thinking bout His Grace Rise up and grind I ain’t got time to waste Homeboy, that’s what I do That’s what I do (repeat) (channel) Thank God for another day to give Him praise Cause like that hip hop producer I could’ve just blazed Rise up and grind gotta hit the streets CPR is what I’m doing to the beats Gotta give em life by stereo JR If it ain’t bout Christ homie it ain’t on my radar Yeah, I’m a fighter of a rare breed And do most of my exercising when I pray and read Flesh wants me to feed temptation won’t succeed Beat it in the ring like MJ Appollo Creed And I bleed red like a blood donor A lot of hard work and sweat and I ain’t talking sauna Yeah, I treat my will to a life sentence Every time it breaks free I lock it up through repentance I’m like Vessel keep turning from the old me Call me swiss cheese I’m trying to live holy (chorus) (Vessel) This little light of mine can’t shine without Christ so I rise and grind call me bad brakes There’s no stopping just me yielding to the lamb Wake up in my daily bread ain’t no Biscuits or no pancakes I know that Christ the answer So that’s why I got my hands raised All questions and problems were solved the Day the Son of Man Came And I know Satan’s on A rampage that’s why I fight the good fight And it won’t be fought in nown cage so my time I Can’t wait my master’s coming back can’t Procrastinate my calender’s not marked With the exact date we don’t do this for the show Upon the grand stage we’ll live forever in heaven So we ain’t trying to have fame the fortune we’re storing up won’t be kept inside of land’s bank being cool Is overrated we don’t have to have no fans mayne Cause he’s the knife and I’m the jar His message is The mayonnaise I grind and use the track to Spread his word across the airwaves (chorus) (tha messenger) Got my belt on truth firm around my waist Breastplate kicks of peace and guarded by the shield of faith Cause it’s a new era rocking salvation like a new era Got my dagger with me its sharper than ever Fully dressed so we hit the streets riding in the backseat The King’s driving we dripping Red Ink The whole army mayne’s is geared up Focused with no fear in us If they don’t receive us then we kicking dust Homie, we just living as the bible say Rising each and everyday but grinding in a different way They put their trust in whips stacking chips consumed in titles We lose our life up in the scripts call us suicidal Status you can have it its like happiness Satisfaction nothing like the Master’s everlasting gift Jesus unblemished and forever true Call us like a phone booth that’s why we do what we do (chorus) (Elijah) Each day the sun rise I rise and shine and then grind For Christ to be made famous wake up lions yawn Weeped in the night rejoice in the morning My crew pressing toward the mark of a higher calling Extra extra read all about it that my God’s sovereign Able to forgive any sin you hauling This paper boy delivers news any given fill in the blank 2 timothy 2:15 edit any mistakes Call me speed racer how I love the chase em No way I’ll erase Him no thoughts to replace Him Squad are you as fed up as I am Free agent signs long term contract no resigning Study teach and most of all applying his letters New camp old friends those bad ties he severed Toiled in the word rain sleet whatever the weather No need to be jealous we can all be his Cinderella

Moonwalk I be in my zone I be repping Christ I know He get his shine through me like a diamond heist Toasting to the good life we don’t need no champagne We be drinking wine in remembrance of the lamb slain High octane Nascar lifestyle Reading John with our coffee like Green Mile I’m living life avatar 3D Dressed up in Christ hoping hoping they don’t see me (chorus) I’m on my moonwalk But I ain’t Michael Jackson I reflect the Son Through my every action What Channel talking bout I know what they asking Can He moonwalk I do it through my actions I’m on my moonwalk oops I mean my moon talk Treasures up in heaven young Channel on his beanstalk Jack on these boys like I’m Wesley Living out in Graceland young Elvis Presley Punchline rhyming I am on my Rocky flow Feeling good tonight I may as well put on a show All about my King bout my King bout Jesus Red Ink Army no one can defeat us But I know they see us squad up crew thick Rolling with some renegades rebels ex-convicts If you with me if you with me put your hands up Tighten up your belt a bit to help you keep your pants up We gone dance the night away even when the sky is gray We gone moonwalk and let the Son shine through us today I said we gone dance the night away Tomorrow ain’t promised so lets thank Him for His Grace today (chorus) This dark world got our hearts cold Sinful nature got our hearts cold Self pride got our hearts cold And we want everything that they stole I’m on my moonwalk but I ain’t Mike Jack Living in this dark world reflecting the light back Gladly give my comfort up so I can share that that truth mayne And everything I give up I know that I really gain I don’t need a platinum chain I don’t want a Maybach Would rather spend my money sharing Christ where they ain’t heard it at Cause see we parish cause a lack of knowledge What we don’t know is like a gunman holding us hostage That’s real talk yeah that’s real talk Study the bible and apply it that’s my moonwalk Yeah I reflect the Son I reflect the light And it ain’t about me if it ain’t bout Christ (chorus)

Slave to the King This journey that I’m on homie I’m feeling like Morgan Lean On Me Cause I’m a Free-man but this roads lonely When I walk by the flesh then I sin only Cause I’m a slave to the King And I beat my own flesh and this life is my ring And I dream like Martin Luey yeah Martin Luther That I will follow at all cost young ruler Cause 30 pieces of silver might kill ya Homie it might kill ya Till the soil of the hearts of you money chasers Trying to retire with a Mill-er Indiana Pacers See I ain’t worried bout that doe doe Baggin up and leave my old path Frodo Look at what we paying for a tag or logo Cashmere sweaters and Louis Vitton Polos Yeah I’m up on that new new No more dropping c-notes on that Lou Lou See I’mma send my money to some missionaries And I’mma so some seeds with some visionaries And I’mma be more modest when it comes to me This must be what it feels like to carry the tree This path that I’m on got me in the zone Got me thinking less about the stuff I want to own Got me thinking more about the uhh love of Christ Than the quenching of my thirst and my lust for life Cause see this journey that I’m traveling Looking in the mirror got my whole life unraveling Hundred miles an hour I’m addicted to the fast life To get to where I’m going it done cost me my whole life I’m on fumes I ain’t slept in days 2am I’m in the studio giving praise Colors on the canvas of my life all shady grays Then I see the kids and the wife and see colorways I’m all about that Son though The way I carry Wood you should call this my Tiger flow This a merge between theatre and good art Cameras can’t capture the vision of a weary heart So when life’s dark lights on my roadway My life is Chris Martin-esque it’s a ColdPlay New York Broadway city lights far away Truth invading their hearts I’m on my way And I know this ain’t popular But I’mma stick my staff in the sea nautical And walk right through the raging waters Of this world trying to keep me in these slave quarters And when you leave em don’t offer em no apology Just tell em that you been freed from idolatry

Rumble Young Man Rumble I don’t seen a lot of trials I done seen pain Had my back against the ropes but I maintained Even when the blows came yeah the blows came Kept my feet planted firm in the one Name Chasing money in my eyes cause the bills due And my heart kind of cold where that Theraflu Peer pressure on me too life swinging hard But I keep swinging back cause I fear God Rumble young man rumble young man Stand firm in your trials its in His plans Rumble wo-man virtuous wo-man You are beautiful in Christ follow His plans (chorus) Hey you you think you can take me You think you can take me But you don’t know whose in my corner I need you to see this lyrical exegesis I’m dressed for the summer I’m in need of fleeces Cold in my life yeah cold like the winter time Middle of the summer spitting these December rhymes Hard times got the boy stressing Was a conman now I’m confessing Jesus guide me through this Your words got me popeyed and I’m facing Brutus I’m feeling like Rocky I keep on falling Gotta bury myself can you lend me a coffin I know what its costing all I am To find Grace in the Saviour and Lion and Lamb I get up (chorus) Overdose on His word I’m a book worm When I can’t find courage let the wick burn In the middle of the night trying to find light To endure another round in this brutal fight Life’s tough mayne but Jesus is real And this joy in my heart man I can’t conceal Red Ink till I’m gone I mean every word Defy odds no clovers Larry Bird When the refs counting and the crowds roaring And the pressures on will you keep going Its blood on the canvas but it ain’t mine At my lowest moment is when His love shines Cause at my lowest moment is when His love shines

Knockout My words are like paint on canvass I spit what you should see Get up and grind and quit thinking bout what you could be I was in my dorm room way before I had a beat And before I had a microphone I had feet And how beautiful are they when they proclaim Peace and salvation and that Christ reigns Who else but His name great enough to break curses Who else for me to rhyme about in my verses I been purchased by the blood of Christ And I don’t really need words you should see my life Hustle for the Kingdom living by that Red Ink Living water flowing through your boy and I am not a sink Come take a drink you’ll never thirst again I got some good news to take away your taste for sin It’s a bitter cup that everybody won’t swallow It’s a narrow path that everybody can’t follow A lot of people confessing Lord Lord But words simply repeated belong in a morgue Show me where your fruit at let me taste from the vine People talk about Jesus all the time But are they really saved do they enjoy giving praise Are they weed amongst grain purple haze I’m working out my salvation with fear And for you deaf ears Lord please let them hear A lot of churchgoers but I don’t see labor I don’t see them throwing jabs by loving our neighbor Where’s your joy at where’s your peace of mind Where’s that Jesus or die state of grind Love and hate are like an octagon red sign I take a stop for love but hate I don’t have time Notepads full of rhymes rhyming bout none other Than the greatest of all times I am His butler Young Jeffrey I’m no fresh prince I see my old life in the past tense I’m working on my jab through the scripture Hoping that my lifestyle paint a vivid picture Of who Christ is and what it means to be disciples He is my tower uhh no Eiffel The word is my stamina good book Left and rights and the boy pack a good hook He is my staff He is my rod His ways are my music no Ipod A lot of people are like tires on hotrods They will burn unless we get on our Steve Jobs Bear fruit and I ain’t talking Apple But don’t water it down we are not Snapple If you are saved then you’re a new creature But many professing Christians are like Hollywood movie features Ether I spit truth homie please listen Hell is full of people who said they were Christians He will know us by the fruit by the way we live Not the way we take but the way we give Church going philanderers we’ve abandoned truth We’ve abandoned the words given in our youth Change me Lord I want a new heart I wanna be worthy of entering Noah’s Ark Examine my ways you know what I’m about Cause I’mma when this fight by knockout

2am Music Sitting off in the studio writing and reciting bars Hoping my words will heal many wounds and scars Cut from a thick cloth sent to warm cold hearts Studied under biblical Van Gogh’s and Mozart’s Paul had it all then he had nothing But through it all he kept trusting Hard labor for the King will bring joy to some old bones And will make atheist believe angels can roll stones It’s the beauty of the Gospel laymen and Apostles Sling a few pebbles at the colossal Heart of young David faith like Jabez Baseball cap over my Caesar Chavez New era farmer no kinks in the armor Showing love to my brothers like Warner Musical conundrum I’m on a weird chase Trying to create something that eludes time and space This got that heavenly sound persevere another round Win the fight just so I can hand Jesus the crown Any pitcher taking mound I’m swinging Home is where I’m headed baby this is my season (chorus) Head to the sky feet to the ground Taking these blows round after round I persevere I persevere I persevere I persevere (repeat) Far out of the galaxy my mind is on mansions and gold pavements But not this earthly wealth applaud with no amazement Something lyrical brilliant with these punchlines It’s a gift but I want you to understand the rhymes This ain’t for fame or for any recognition This a God breathed man moon mission One small step for man but one huge leap for mankind Erasing the colors no tan lines My good friend still caught up in sin Trying to get him to see life through a whole different lense But here I go again trying to paint the world red One color we all know Christ bled The blood is where the life is in fact its where Christ is Guiding mere men through his crisis I persevere I persevere I persevere I persevere (chorus) I’m on my Johnny Cash flow I gotta walk the line Hustle for the Kingdom till my clock chime Truth bleeding through my rhymes I got a heart for my listeners Faithful fans and parishioners This is that charge up free with no mark up Unwavering faith like a half ton dodge truck But we ain’t dodging nothing peddle to the floor gas guzzling The pieces of my life are so puzzling Jigsaw living by the grace from my Pa Perfected by His blood coupled with His law The rain came pouring but I was under roof The winds blew harder but my walls had root The pain came swarming but I waited with some patience For all these years that I built the foundation Upon the word of God I can’t be moved Others would have died walking miles in my shoes But I kept persevering (chorus)