God Rap Poems | Examples
These God Rap poems are examples of Rap poems about God. These are the best examples of Rap God poems written by international poets.
Cat cat wear your cap,
Cat cat go catch a rat.
Cat cat paws to tap,
Cat cat can you rap?
Cat cat now take your nap.
You flip and flap like a flip flop
side with the side that is on top
but it’s ever changing like a tik tok
all you do is suck up like a lip lock
Always seeking out the route to glory
Being Right is the title of your story
never wrong as that shows you’re faulty
insecurities got you faking conformity
Warped perspective
and you’re a detective
reject subjective
progressive expert
no more exclusion
all out inclusion
we must collude in
now keep it cruising
it’s a new dawn
forget your choosing
we’re the same form
no more refusing
remove the stain
but I’m refusing
and I do warn
you won’t convert me
into this ordinary
lame deformity
worded normally
uniformly
as if numb is what I’d become
a uni one on a mono run
because god has made me
awkward baby
maybe crazy
but the brain ain’t lazy
abomination
no regulation
no rules were placed upon my creation
I’m free to speak
I’m weird unique
I’m beautiful
you’re miserable
Woke liberal
11/14/22
It needs to be correctly retold
The problems came three fold
In came an extreme cold
Across the land beginning to seize hold
Giving nearly ever leaf mold
Nearby a market where there was meat sold
Experienced first hand or seen through a peephole
That was thousands of years or just a week old
In order to get it done, didn't always need gold
Droning on
According to you it was wrong
But not to GOD
Nor any dog
Regardless moving along
Staying strong
Beyond dusk and dawn
This world's f***ed up, I'm gone
Why do they always bandwagon?
What happened?
Zero if any compassion
Nobody asked them
Yet so quick to voice their hate about my actions
If only you could imagine
Sad that they laugh and backstab quick
My impact is
Like that of the Kracken
Combined with a Dragon
It's often a crap-shoot
That's the truth
Having nothing or everything to do with Black boots
Grassroots
Or Jackfruit
Feeling sad with the blues
Why is it that far too often it's bad news
7/31/22
Can't get time back
Regardless if I tip my hat
Going down a different path
I'll leave it at that
No matter if it's been a rotten day
They always got a lot to say
Then towards god they pray
I go my own way and walk away
I overdo it at times I gotta pay
The process is drawn out or occurs andale`
With a quickness
Spreading like a sickness
Always trying to stick their nose in my business
You've no idea, because for you everyday is Christmas
One wrong move, you write me up and give me tickets
Even though you were the only witness
I don't need anyone's forgiveness
Listen, I want to hear the sound of crickets
Own a home and land with a fence made of pickets
Another stupid verbal assault
Trying to make it seem like I'm all at fault
I take it with a grain of salt
Then continue on, such matters can't cause me to halt
As I travel across the asphalt
At night often drinking liquor with or without Malt
He bluffs and she sucks
All these cheap f***s
So surprised when I speak up
It's been ongoing for more than three months
Father wants you to be brave,
He wants you to be bold,
Come with courage to His word,
Grab on and take hold!
Once you’ve got yourself in Him,
And He in you, You will find that in His love
There is nothing you can’t do!
This is the power of love and truth!
Oh the freedom, power, and light,
And courage to stand tall beside,
The One who gave all His life,
For all those who abide, in His delight!
Father’s Gift of Holy Spirit to guide you,
And blessings to freely give unto,
All those who enter into,
His way, through His covenants, which lift you.
Father commandeth all, everywhere,
To have faith in His Son, repent,
Be baptized, and graciously receive,
The confirming Gift of His Holy Spirit, sanctified.
Become as a little child, or ye can in nowise,
Enter into God’s glorious kingdom prize.
This is the core of Christ’s doctrine,
Built on the rock of revelation.
To learn what you must do,
And all that’s required of you,
Go often to God’s words, pray, study,
Ponder, and ask in faith and truth.
6/25/21
It began with a tip off
This ain't the time or place for flip flops
God damn boy, I sip lots
It was or wasn't a twist off
Using glass instead of a zip lock
While pushing for past the tip top
Bi*** stop
You can kick rocks
It pops
Off a lot
Some do the Crip walk
Far too often people s*** talk
In a fit of rage, many got flipped off
Afterward there was six shots
From a gripped Glock
Not no flintlock
For those that witnessed it shocked
A continual drip drop
And constant tick tock
Regarding real life realize it's not
No game or one bit soft
Had ups and downs but never did stop
On any side of the hill top
While below or on a cliff top
Remained grounded or reached lift off
Gone beyond hip hop
Remained in a gridlock
All of it brought
Happiness or being pissed off
Felt emptiness or filled to the top
Adapt, move on, remember opportunity still knocks
You either will or will not
Could end it all if I pill pop
While wearing a silk top
Went right for the kill shot
1/10/21
It's gone
Far beyond
Phenomenon
Continually I stood strong
She asked for it, so I gave her the footlong
And put on a good song
Any problems I took on
And pushed on
Noticing anything that looked wrong
With some help from a good dog
It was clear as day, or put odd
Didn't bother me, others were offended and said "Good god!"
Bleeding now
Never was a meeting ground
Why are people so quick to put another human being down?
Just another thing I can be without
Often I took the scenic route
For a long time I've been speaking and reaching out
The results have been leaving doubts
Wasn't always of the same accord
Sometimes a sprinkle, and other times when it rains it pours
Why are you playing your
Cards wrong, that is one thing you'll be paying for
Already been down this road
Began to get old
It really started to hit home
Through life some tiptoed
Others were reckless, and it showed
By the s*** load
In the same or different zip codes
11/29/20
Working toward forgiveness
With god as my witness
An occasional grimace
So much more than a scrimmage
And beyond what I ever envisioned
Helps to stay ambitious
Even when it seems so far off in the distance
Minding my business, hardly looking
No being pampered, for myself and others I'm cooking
Towards the end, I'm booking
I Keep pushing
Maintaining footing
Working on turning it into a good thing
My heart is really in this
I can still win it
So long as I never stop until the finish
Otherwise my chances will diminish
What the foik
You keep on talking shoit
And I will prove my point
By being adroit
From here to way beyond Detroit
All crap
B.S. is what I call that
Ya'll better fall back
And chill
Before it gets ill
On either side of the hill
You think you do, but you don't got the skill
To get the job done like I will
I'm coming in for the kill
Not for the thrill
Never going to get my fill
I'm still
With it, you don't know the drill
Blood continues to spill
Over money in the form of a bill
Anywhere, not just in Brazil
People act like they know a lot, when they really know nil
God is giving me
the all that I need
and it is in Him
alone that I'm freed
His son has forgiven
allows me fourth winning
oh how am I now gleaning
hands waving
as I'm praising
I'm embracing
and as I'm loving
He is covering
me
Jesus
is our perfect peace
I'm a Witness
Git this
B leave N
Jesus
4/12/20
Why do I go threw this life knowing I have no purpose,
Wife friends family around me tell me that I'm worthless.
I have felt alone for far to long, life on repeat like a song overplayed, sometimes I wonder if I have over welcomed my stay.
Why was I put aside from the rest cuz I'm not normal,well I say im blessed when god made me I was to be different from all the rest.
Why is it everyday I cant seem to get it right constantly battling these demons in my head every ing night. Hard to sleep always turning in the sheets evil presence everywhere has me in defeat
I’m in a Ultimate Rap league/
Of raps supreme/
Knowledge reigns three hundred sixty degrees/
Smack haters google me/
Can’t this my hidden identity/
(“YAHU”) \THE ALMIGHTY/
I’m favored Highly/
Barring em to death the Irony/
Barbarian/
Barbaric/
The bars bearing /burying/them/
Heavy burdens/
They in my nest the birds dens/
I’m not cowardly dog/ I’m pushing bravery to courage/
You not cowardly god through (“JESUS”) we can overpower the odds/
You all can feast on these bombs/
Dynamites I see you UNCLE TOM/
(“JESUS”) MY ROCK
I beat em with my ROD
CUTTING THE GRASS the beast in my crops/
This my territory/ I’m tearing through Tory lanes/
I’m eating bugs bunny carrots shorty/
Silly rabbits in the turtle race my back strong as a tortoise/
Daffy ducks it’s rabbit and duck season/
God does time fly!
Psalms allm ssllaay yyai!
Doesn't it seem as if we have never been?
There was now another thing accepting us?
Like we were fluids?
Drunken fluids that is comparable to these standards-
eruptions!
The fault in the crust going to kill us ever after even though we don't know us-
we are decent folk
but always clone,
but where oh where to say we went home?
I know of distance and poke,
I know of wrongful god and soap,
I don't think you know though-
where the strikes at heights find lightnings to bite,
where there are stations upon their masters of relations of separations that don't adhere,
nor guide us-
live in Gobe-
central Amazon,
People finder.com for the good one's who survived...
I loved her, expected her yonder,
but became far fetched and the flogged bogger...
It was so longer than she respects-
it was faulty as the next,
and then they said let's bless this ...
First off-
you're E~did,
fawned like frozen in a wrong beam of time-
God is only justified by his own usury,
and we don't do the forgotten as a figurine...
We all are falling,
forwardly and softly forestalled,
faked,
forgiving four fickle frogs,
finding our fifty nine frot foe,
just as we fizzle the fantastic flowing fight, fitted-
if that's enough to gloat see me stuck in the next simple dictionary-
having nothing to say to the ears of men who listen,
children who dream,
women who can misinterpret.
Sleeping is optional,
sojourn is an ancient land full of those flaws,
free,
we are not this-
fleet,
we are so fast at adeptly encouraging the sanctimony of the next...
Early in the morning
I heard a knock
On my door
I opened the door
It's my landlord, oh lord!
He seemed happy, thank God
Then he said bhangi, oh no!
Do you smoke it?
Hell no!
So you know, the way I get through all this now , I basically say it is what it is with a few extra stuff but thats for another day of thought.
Verse:
Always thought that I was lame, why?
never had much in the bank, ay
chambered the milli inside , yea
Clickin’ the gun off of safe , whoooh
hopped in the civic, start whipping it
I don’t know what the speed limit is
Imma pull off on the side, yea
Pop a prescription and die here
Started making a reverse , yea
Pealing off each, every curse, yea
Gotta keep God in my circle
Im just now scratching the surface
It’s really hard not to sweat it
When fears deep embedded
So what’s it gonna take
Whats it taste like
When the stakes high
Remember this
Seek God with all your heart
And eventually reveal himself to ya.
*note
Many mental problems occur due to the allowance of letting thought get out of hand. It's always reversible - just takes determination to observe ones self. Look up Dr.Leaf when you have the chance.