Lyrics:
mortify and
Horrify with penmanship
The war and crime of organized terrorists
Will borderline be normalized, respected and
Supported by our lord and
Christ
Add a little spice
Devil eyes snake rise on dice
Have your fam call christ
Flipmode battle for mics
All my shit be high priced
I'm slashing dikes
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
my last fight friend? aight then
i beat kids with lead pipes
i leave trails of dead mic's
where im from niggas jewels get ran like red lights
old folks
your life for Christ more than good and nice
Any other ground is seeking to entice
But there's was once a price that was paid
It gave all of mankind
frozen
That the day of completion, Christ is a holster
On the first, we eating the body like a vulture
Or carrion, preparing men to cleanse
Like lather
the
Tests by yourself when Yeshua is the manager
A Holy flatterer every issue answer-er
See this life is passing bring the truth unto the cancerous
Christ
Probably thinkin' now this that part where Christ comes in
I'll say He died for sin just to give you life again
Risen by God's power then ask to think twice
mic stand
Told to my face that it's Christ's hands
That made me so that I might stand
But it really does feel like a jail cell
And he's lockin' up my
Yes we are called to surrender all but its a process a process of becoming what we are already in Christ in everyday experience but
I surrender all
Starborn! I'm on the go
Driven by Christ and hakuna reverse
Give me those As me ni chopi kwa hizi maverse
Nawacha marapper wakirevise
Ready
one day I could be a Rapstar
I used to watch myself in the mirror with a ‘mic’
I visualised myself, surrounded by fans,
Rocking on the stage, doing my
Filled with so much complacency
Made by God im being all that
He placed in me
Malo stay prayed up faithfully
No stressing
Im seeing where these blessing
ITZHPJ boy
Don't take a scientist to tell that I'm quite reserved
But when I'm on the mic devil still gonna get served
When it comes to Gods word
are you in times of sorrow..
Then endurance you did have to borrow...
Carry your cross and follow...Christ for your savior..
Gat an halo...gat to bend
sing Hosanna man He gave me my life
Can't water down bars when I'm on this mic
I'm forever loved by Jesus all day and night
So go ahead and say I can't
this isn't Jireh's plan
We fight for Justice like a Synder fan
And this ain't just us when the mic's in hand
Even if you clipped us, In the sky we land
thinking that it's killing me by pulling on my cord
But I'm charged up
But I'm charged up
But I'm charged up
Trying to drain me of my energy
They thinking
to praise the Lord
And lead the show
More times, it's by design to keep control
It's outside, Christ side
Know we eating those
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We're setting
[Intro]
One-one-one-one, mic check one
Gallopin to a hood near you, one time
Bald head...
And you know what I'm talkin about doin
I'm talkin about
priceless
The nicest on these mic devices
Might need both of the mics
To where Christ is
A crisis happens after I writes this
A righteous poem been mergin'
après j'suis devant un mic avec, ma grosse touffe bénie et j'ponds un classique
Ce jour-là j'ai eu un flash man, deux mois dans l'ombre du disque, trop
Spirit amen
In the name of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ baby
(Yeah boy, hehe, Chase the Cat productions in the house)
Let's get this money baby
Christ, the storm arrive
Six-foot-somethin' made of Spanish descent
What I write is fresh air like my hand's in a vent
Y'all 'bout to be lost like you
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