Real 9

See i’m just sitting in my thoughts
Pondering on my next move 
Can i endure until the end 
Or end up sleep and in a snooze? 
I’m not worried, i know God 
And he’ll get me through any drought 
Why they filled with so much hate 
Why are they filled with so much doubt? 
Are they mad because He’s great? 
When it’s his word, they’ll go without
Looking at me like i’m crazy 
I know God will sort it out 
But anyway, i’m on a mission 
Getting bread to feed the poor
I’m feeling meek, and filled with wisdom 
The Most High’s who i adore 
The very one who sent His son 
To come redeem us, and some more 
They like to doubt He even came 
And drag his name all through the dirt 
Look at that like it’s a shame 
Cause in the end, they’ll be left hurt 
I’ll just put my trust in him 
Cause he can get us through the worst 
So tell your friends stop acting tough 
fore they all end up on a shirt 
Before they pass and end up dead 
You have to tell em to repent 
Just come to him the way you are 
And you’ll leave out renewed and fresh 
He’ll say, “Go and sin no more”
No we don’t battle against flesh 
There’s evil minds that they adore 
And want to put the saints to rest 
Want to leave em in the streets 
Leave them crying and deceased 
Until the day they hear that shout 
I bet they’ll weep and gnash their teeth!
See i’m just sitting in my thoughts
Pondering on my next move 
Can i endure until the end 
Or end up sleep and in a snooze? 
I’m not worried, i know God 
And he’ll get me through any drought 
Why they filled with so much hate 
Why are they filled with so much doubt? 
Are they mad because He’s great? 
When it’s his word, they’ll go without
Fighting demons every day 
And dropping jewels, it’s like i said 
They’ll try to knock you off your path
Until you’re broke, or end up dead
But it’s really all so simple
Don’t lose hope and don’t forget 
That the same one who just made you
Is gon put you through the test 
See the flame’s to be refined 
And see the pain is to build growth 
You can’t produce any good fruit 
If your hope’s dry, and you lack focus
Your spirit’s quenched, you’re acting bogus
I heard that yall tend to act slow 
But yall should know, this ain’t for show 
Them demons dyin as we speak 
I go hard on any track
Swear that this ain’t for the weak 
I grab a verse 
And blow em back 
In Jesus Name, satan’s deceased! 

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