Lyrics

V.1 Ayo 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 Coz 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 Coz they know when I step on stage Freaks get delivered from sex and thugs get 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 (Rev. 2.6) 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 Chorus: 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 Coz I ain't got time for no jive baby V.2 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 Coz 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 thief in the night Deacons sneaking at night The church is asleep in the light V.3 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 preachers, 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