BC: Rappin' Down the House

CBN Newsflash: A surprise debut performance took place Saturday at the Chi Libris retreat in Denver. Bringin’ down the house with “Nice, Nice Baby”—a rappin’ tribute to Christian fiction to the tune of “Ice Ice Baby”—were:

The Glorious G.I.G. (Brandilyn Collins)
Copdiddy (Mark Mynheir)
Vanilla Nice (James Scott Bell)
AminHim (Robin Lee Hatcher)

Sportin’ slick outfits and lots of ‘tude, the rappers took turns with verses, Giggy taking the first verse, Copdiddy on second, Vanilla Nice doing third and AminHim taking the fourth. All joined in on the chorus.

The audience went wild, clapping and cheering for an encore. The rappers handed everyone a copy of the lyrics and an invitation to join in as they performed the song a second time. These talented rappers have a great career ahead of them—and, no doubt, a #1 hit tune.

Nice, Nice, Baby

Lyrics by: The Glorious G.I.G. (Brandilyn Collins)


Yo, CBA, let’s write it!
Nice, nice baby, nice, nice baby.

All right stop, collaborate, and listen
This fiction’s hot, with grace a’glistenin’.
Our God grabbed a-hold of us tightly
We write pages daily and nightly.
Will it ever stop? Yo. God says no.
Open our books, watch ‘em glow.
To the extreme--all worth reading,
Truth displayed for a world that’s bleeding.
Look! There’s A River Risin’—
Athol’s tale of evil disguisin’.
Deb R’s books, all heart-rending,
Randy’s universe—mind-bending.
Kristin’s chicks strut the Prada
Neta’s gals go “Yada, Yada.”
If there’s a problem our novels present it.
Check ’em out though the world may resent it.
They’re nice, nice baby. So nice, nice baby.
Full a spice, spice baby. No vanilla.
Nice, nice, baby.

Now that the market is jumpin’
Registers ringin’, publishers pumpin’,
Quick to the point, to the point no fakin’
Secular pubs want a pound of our bacon.
Ringin’ our phones all quick and nimble,
Dollars abound for the Christian symbol.
Here’s the chance for redemption to rule,
We’re on a roll, our God ain’t no fool.
Writin’! by the Bible,
Spread God’s word as much as we’re able.
Romance, suspense, a chick lit or two,
Spinnin’ stories with godly worldview.
Keep pursuin’ to the next level,
Toppin’ our craft and blitzin’ the devil.
That bro ain’t dead.
Yo—so we continue
On the soul fiction avenue.

Bethany’s hot, books compellin’,
Westbow’s got Colleen a-tellin’.
Multnomah’s rippin’, Tyndale’s divine.
Steeple Hill and Zondervan shine.
Hannah Alexander gives Fair Warning.
Mynheir’s Dragon—evil is swarming.
Steve Bly spins western story,
Robin’s romance hails love’s glory.
Scream! Brandilyn’s corpse, a-float!
Tricia writes of wars remote.
Gail Martin shows a girl and her fella,
Angie’s on tap with a talking gorilla.
Karen Ball has Kaleidoscope Eyes.
Jim Bell’s preacher a murder denies.
If there’s a problem, our novels present it.
Check ’em out though the world may resent it.
They’re Nice, nice baby. So nice, nice baby.
Full a spice, spice baby. No vanilla.
Nice, nice, baby.

Take heed! We’re lyrical poets.
Characters live and breathe, ya know it.
Terri B’s earth has no electrical,
Donita’s fantasies cause a spectacle.
Our worlds battle evil and good,
Jesus in trenches and God in the ’hood.
Crafted and formed, heaven in prose.
CBA rules, the whole world knows!
Who wants DaVinci, all that sex,
Plucked from a slush pile of rejects?
We dig our craft, our God is the Dope.
The world gives ya darkness, we give ya hope.
Want a good read? At the end of your rope?
Christian fiction will help you cope!
If there’s a problem our novels present it.
Check ’em out though the world may resent it.
They’re Nice, nice baby. So nice, nice baby.
Full a spice, spice baby. No vanilla.
Nice, nice, baby.

Yo, man—let’s go write God’s stories!
They’re nice, nice baby, so hot, so hot.
Nice, nice baby, so hot, so hot.
Nice, nice, baby, so hot, so hot.
Nice, nice, baby, so hot, we’re hot!

~ BRANDILYN
Seatbelt Suspense™
http://www.brandilyncollins.com/
http://www.forensicsandfaith.blogspot.com/
http://www.kannerlake.blogspot.com/ (Scenes and Beans)
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