Storm The Gates With A Water Gun

[Intro]
Yuh
You picked the wrong one
(We ready)
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Tired of the tricks and the smoke
You been selling chains as a joke
Whisper in the ear, then you ghost
Watch ‘em blame God for the choke
I see the wires in the show
Puppets on a tight black rope
You been playing games with my folk
I ain’t here to laugh at your jokes
I’m on assignment
You on confinement
Blood on the doorframe
That’s my alignment
Lies in the air
I see the fine print
Thought you had the crown?
He already signed it
[Chorus]
I’m so done with the devil and his demons
Tried to twist our hearts, tried to feed us all the poison and the reasons
I’m mad enough to storm the gates of hell
With a water gun, covered in the blood, can’t you tell?
You got smoke, I got the Son
You got chains, I got the One
Yeah I’m walking straight into the fire
With a water gun
(And I still won)
[Verse 2]
You been out here grooming the fear
Selling cheap thrills, cheap cheer
Turning every scroll, every screen
To a slow drip sin IV
Yeah, I see the plan, that’s weak
Wolf with a dollar store teeth
You can’t hold me, I’m free
Cross on my back when I speak
You brought knives to a Lion
I brought praise to a riot
Shouting truth in the sirens
You shake, I’m quiet
‘Cause I know how this ends
Dust where you stand
You talk big now
But you small in His hand
[Chorus]
I’m so done with the devil and his demons
Tried to twist our hearts, tried to feed us all the poison and the reasons
I’m mad enough to storm the gates of hell
With a water gun, covered in the blood, can’t you tell?
You got smoke, I got the Son
You got chains, I got the One
Yeah I’m walking straight into the fire
With a water gun
(And I still won)
[Bridge]
You ain’t taking one more soul (nah)
Back up, that’s the Lord’s (yeah)
You don’t own these streets (no)
You don’t write my peace
You ain’t taking one more soul (hey)
I’m done playing cold
If you looking for a fight
I’m right here, in the light
[Chorus]
I’m so done with the devil and his demons
Tried to twist our hearts, tried to feed us all the poison and the reasons
I’m mad enough to storm the gates of hell
With a water gun, covered in the blood, can’t you tell?
You got smoke, I got the Son
You got chains, I got the One
Yeah I’m walking straight into the fire
With a water gun
(And I still won)

rap, Dark halftime trap with distorted 808s, skittering hats, and male vocals spitting aggressive, sermon-like bars. Low synth choirs and organ stabs create a church-in-the-trenches vibe; hook explodes with shouted gang vocals and sub drops. Verses stay tight and percussive, ending phrases on the snare; bridge strips to bass and vocal for a militant chant before the final chorus hits hardest.