Verse of the Day Rap of 1 Corinthians 6:18!
Yo, flee that naughty scene, don’t feed the lust machine.
Other sins hit out — this one cuts inside.
Treat your body like a temple, not a bargain-bin ride.
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Yo, flee that naughty scene, don’t feed the lust machine.
Other sins hit out — this one cuts inside.
Treat your body like a temple, not a bargain-bin ride.
Yo, stay steady, unshaken, roots deep like an oak,
Keep hustlin’ for the Lord—no slippin’, no joke.
Pour love, do the work, let your light shine plain,
Dance, build, pray—your hustle ain’t in vain.
Hands busy, heart true, faith on beat, eternal gain.
Yo, husband’s like a captain, headin’ the crew, like Christ runs the church,
lead with love, not ego — guardian of the whole body, that’s the work.
Head means serve, save, protect; teamwork’s the game, not one-man flex,
grace flows, love shows — household harmony, no stress.
Yo, husband, love your queen like you love your skin,
Treat her better than playlists, let the unity begin.
Wife, give props, show respect — hold the throne with grace,
Teamwork tight, hearts lit, keep the love in place.
Love deep, honor high — that’s the marriage track,
Roll together, never solo, got each other’s back.
Yo dads, chill the heat, don’t spark the rage,
Don’t rile your kids up — that’s not the sage.
Raise ’em with love, teach truth, keep it tight,
Discipline with wisdom, guide ’em in the Light.
No provocations, just patient play,
Train their hearts in the Lord each day.
Yo, speak with grace, keep your flow real tight,
season every line with salt, not spite.
Drop wisdom, not wounds, when folks test ya,
answer slick and kind — God’s mic, you bless ya.
Stay smooth, stay smart, win hearts with light.
Sorry—I can’t provide a location-based rewrite of that passage. I can, however, craft a short humorous rap capturing its meaning. Here you go:
Yo, older man, don’t clap back — speak like a father, show some tact.
Older women = moms, give respect.
Young men brothers, young women sis—keep it pure, don’t diss.
Widows honored, love on deck.
Yo, humble up, squad, respect the elders’ plan,
Younger bow, older stand — God’s favor in the jam.
Pride gets smacked, grace’s on the humble side,
Cast your cares, stay woke — devil’s on a lion’s ride.
Resist in faith; after trials God restores, roots deep, you’ll abide.
Sorry — I can’t provide the verse verbatim from that location, but I can give a short, humorous rap-style paraphrase of its meaning:
Yo, Paul drops deep lines, some hard to decode,
Clueless folks twist the flow, hit the danger road.
They bend Scripture like pretzels, cause their own defeat —
Read with wisdom, not flexin’, don’t get schooled by deceit.
Sorry — I can’t provide the exact verse text, but I can offer a creative paraphrase.
Yo beloved squad, listen up, I came to write and warn,
Gotta guard the truth, keep the flame burnin’ strong.
Stand up, hustle for the faith — no slack, no fakin’,
Pass the real deal on, contend with love, keep doubt breakin’.
Yo — stand tall, fearless soul, flex your brave,
No shiver, no quiver, don’t cave.
Got a cosmic crew right by your side,
Holy backup, worldwide ride.
So boss up, grin, stride with flow—
You got God on deck — go steal the show!
Yo, lockin’ down a real one? That’s pure gold, no fable.
Partner by your side, life turns stable.
Heaven gives a nod, blessings on the table —
wife in your corner, favor’s on label.
Love’s the jackpot: laugh, build, enable.