[Verse 1]
Hit them with the 808
Not screaming out of hate
Screaming of of righteousness
I gotta get this off my chest
This is not a typo
I walk around with my hand on the Bible
All God no idol
Holy Spirit rising up like tidal
No wave but there’s a flood in my title
Imma disciple
Slay the dragon like Michael
They married to the world
No bridal
imma start a revival
[Verse 2]
People say “pipe down”
But I praise loud
You know what I found?
This everlasting life inside me
It’s blinding
I drank once they drank many
They still thirsty
I got plenty
And they still empty
Just like Saul to Paul
I go from S to P
Cuz I be slaying these Pharisees
And I’m Shooting scripts like philanthropy
They sound nice but speak petty
I don’t think your ready
Sit still while I stick sick scripts out my lips
Still soft sweet strong not the same since I sent
Sin back to the hell hole it came in.
Penny pinching people pleasing players
This is personal
Push the page and paper stop the panic
He paid in full
Peak physical spiritual peace I don’t play
pause
I’m not picture perfect peaceful person
But Jesus was people person and passionate
I can pile on the proud
Pick on the posh politic
You prompted the problematic person
But this is permanent
I’m not a permissive partisan
Not a participant
can’t handle your pernicious cognitive dissonance
Is it that or ignorance
It’s absolutes not percentages
You can’t cherry pick
[Verse 3]
Perfect God in a world of imperfect people
Perfect God but some stand for evil
Beware, beware
They coming to you in sheep’s clothing
But they ravenous wolves waiting for they moment
I’m exposing these posing supposed “Holy Ones”
I fear no man but I stand for the son of God
Hold up, hold up
Preaching prosperity but they the only one’s prospering
They call themselves a prophet but they only one’s profiting
Pocketing the money and they use it for remodeling
Targeting the helpless but they are word vomiting
Promising the world but they leave them groveling
I got this righteous anger
Imma shoot some scripture
Imma flip some tables on these pharisees
Let my people go, or go ask king Ramses
Call me tanjiro because imma demon slayer
Imma hero I kill with my prayer
Imma killer
Because my God is bigger
