Lyrics

[Verse 1: Zaydok] Zay Mobbin' You claiming HOG wearing MOB gear These are more than fashion logos When you see us know what we're representing And that's the Logos Forever mobbin homie we are not a pack of bozos Can't have a circle looking weird out here That's the noble Can't be slacking doing kingdom business That's immobile Remember that man will on talent God say that's a no no When it comes to the gospel the impact is global Bring the heat got up to city Like what happened at Chernobyl Bring to the Father to put Christ holy order Upon me Was a zombie Want the living water not talking Dasani Gimme a sword and I say it's on When it come to this army We going to war but never fold I'm not origami We've been given the message to take to the masses So I spend my days in deep meditation and practice Seeking repentance it cleared me from my horrible actions So I'm not a hypocrite as I travel over the atlas [Verse 2: Justus] It's the mob nigga It's more than music it is ministry Started by Sevin if he's Paul I am Timothy We take the gospel where them Lugers and them hitters be We're supplying this industry You dying if you fidgety They get to riding If you sliding with the menace beings We ain't hiding anything He's bright and what we fitna bring He's light So if anything think twice Before you get the swing You might even get to me But desire ain't gone be hid from me My blood brother was a blood Brotha when I was cuz That's what the neighborhood does They be stay bathing in blood Babies raped in mud Scabies sage and drugs But greater is His love greater is His love And He will return to judge and begin again God man spit fire from the skull just like finish him In the end when they see what we did At a minimum we delivered him And we live in him I guess you call that synonym [Chorus: Justus] I gotta be honest You really don't want these problems Now We suffer in violence The enemy still try to knock us now We more than conquerors There's no way to conquer us If it ain't moving it ain't mobbin We ain't losin' We stay rockin' Salute to the squadron [Verse 3: Sevin Duce] Hog Mob Life as a razorback Used to hate to rap Now lay a track and watch a gator snap The hood I play Barack Pray for that Christ a life saber where Darth Vader at Throw a white flag It's too late for that Gorilla with chinchilla demons Are taking that Sin killa in a tent Well I don't know where brakes is at He has feet ten milla Christ name whole way Jim Dilla CHH fulla Ben Stillers Ministry minded I don't chase a stack I see ya boots but where your laces at I bring the Son to where the shade is at A pair of clippers runnin fades for that Ghetto Gospel apostle with a face of tats Scottie Pippin Shoot from the pivot The ruger chew through your civic We're moving your fitted You snooze in a minute You're new to the scrimmage I'm truly committed Pray for my hood Nigga we proving we live it [Hook: Justus] I gotta be honest You really don't want these problems Now We suffer in violence The enemy still try to knock us now We more than conquerors There's no way to conquer us If it ain't moving it ain't mobbin We ain't losin' We stay rockin' Salute to the squadron [Verse 4: Sevin] Yeah Ghetto gospel Bringing His love into where the thugs hang They drug slang and it's nothing to hear a snub bang I'm from the park homie Better yank me out the blood gang And left his mark on me when He saved me That's a blood stain On my momma I knew it since elementary The way I'm getting down I'll get threw in a cell eventually A demon's spawn I was foolish Thought hell was meant for me But now I'm reading Psalms When I suit up with hella infantry Ahh I seen a rope of sin Strangle a heathen But we invokers bringing hope to men And manglin' demons Baptize em We splash whoever came to receive Him Christ gang put up ya cash Who wanna tangle this evenin'? If you blastin the master you get chastised We leave a serpent slain Wet em with purple rain under black sky I'm from the dark Where life is harder than some crack pipes I'm really out here nigga I don't rap lies No perpetrating the mission I go berserk over the church or for the sake of the risen They can insert me in the dirt Or through the gate of a prison I'd take a squirter to the face Before I hesitate to say I'm a Christian Yeshua Came as a servant and He died for the lost Paid our debt with His blood He supplied what it cost Showed us the Father We'd rather follow idols that floss Bottom line we are in sin commercializing His cross If the game's bearing His name Yet full of fame tricks and heretics And it wears it in vain then we are supposed to judge it As far as CHH I hate the culture of it It doesn't look like Christ I'm not supposed to love it Rough as raw hide Nothing but the cross inside a hog's eye Fadin' with satan I let my paws fly Touch not thy anointed boy I am God's guy Ice'll burn Christ'll return before the MOB dies [Hook: Justus] I gotta be honest You really don't want these problems Now We suffer in violence The enemy still try to knock us now We more than conquerors There's no way to conquer us If it ain't moving it ain't mobbin We ain't losin' We stay rockin' Salute to the squadron