Aye yo I'm filled with the Holy Spirit of God / every lyric is God / and furthermore every lyric is hard / cock the hammer, Holy Scriptures I'm blasting / the bloody cross unforgettable like Mack 10 / bold when I flow yo take it slow / cause in life a fast step can be your last step / on the mic when I rep Christ I never half-step / angels love me but with the devil I got a bad rep / cause they know when I step on stage freaks get dеlivered from sex and thugs gеt saved / you can go to college and earn the flyest degree / without Christ you will burn at the highest degree / I teach Revelation to Galatian Jamaican and Asian / and plus I hate the deeds of the Nicolaitans / I feed you with the word of God and I keep rapping / I'm not a restaurant so I'm not stingy with the napkins /
HOOK: The Messiah died so I could preach Jeremiah / I run through the earth snatching cats out the fire / I always preach Christ when I rhyme baby / cause I ain't got time for no jive baby /
I got the mind of an underground Christian / behind enemy lines I go on missions, soul fishing / if you tell me I can't I won't listen / God is unstoppable and with Him all things are possible / before your life ceases meet Jesus / or for you R.I.P. is resting in pieces / cause sin got a hold on you / even in Rome I refuse to do what the Romans do / the industry is a monster for real / but with the sword of the Lord I leave a scar in his grill / I got a lot of hooks, no kids / but I wish I would catch em reading Harry Potter books / I preach Christ in the street / where they got creeps that'll split your head to the white meat / Jesus coming like a theif in the night, deacons sneaking at night / the church is asleep in the light /
This rhyme is dedicated to killers and thugs / spillers of blood and drug dealers sitting on dubs / I knew cats getting money rocking ice for days / different honeys nobody shot em they died from AIDS / and guess what judgment day when they rise from the grave / there's a book with their whole life right on the page / unbelievers burning with false prophets and teachers / carnal believers, pimps, players, nuns and divas / that's why I plunder the land and run through the land with one little clan / multicultural and some of them tanned / if you got a gun in your hand when I die Christ will run up on death like don't even try to front on my man / I got no time for religious pastors, Christians dying overseas while Americans is waiting for the Rapture / Christ first in my life never shifty / He'll soon return to give the face of the earth a buck 50 /
HOOK: The Messiah died so I could preach Jeremiah / I run through the earth snatching cats out the fire / I always preach Christ when I rhyme baby / cause I ain't got time for no jive baby /
I got the mind of an underground Christian / behind enemy lines I go on missions, soul fishing / if you tell me I can't I won't listen / God is unstoppable and with Him all things are possible / before your life ceases meet Jesus / or for you R.I.P. is resting in pieces / cause sin got a hold on you / even in Rome I refuse to do what the Romans do / the industry is a monster for real / but with the sword of the Lord I leave a scar in his grill / I got a lot of hooks, no kids / but I wish I would catch em reading Harry Potter books / I preach Christ in the street / where they got creeps that'll split your head to the white meat / Jesus coming like a theif in the night, deacons sneaking at night / the church is asleep in the light /
This rhyme is dedicated to killers and thugs / spillers of blood and drug dealers sitting on dubs / I knew cats getting money rocking ice for days / different honeys nobody shot em they died from AIDS / and guess what judgment day when they rise from the grave / there's a book with their whole life right on the page / unbelievers burning with false prophets and teachers / carnal believers, pimps, players, nuns and divas / that's why I plunder the land and run through the land with one little clan / multicultural and some of them tanned / if you got a gun in your hand when I die Christ will run up on death like don't even try to front on my man / I got no time for religious pastors, Christians dying overseas while Americans is waiting for the Rapture / Christ first in my life never shifty / He'll soon return to give the face of the earth a buck 50 /
( Corey Red )
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