Mod Ninja Free Grace Flow

Bible on my belt

Grace on my tongue (yeah)

Sword in my mouth

Watch me cut that junk (hey!)

They got candles, icons, ladders to the sky

Climb, climb, fall, wonder “did I try?”

They trade His finished work for a checklist life

Bow to a system, not the sacrifice

Extra books, extra rules, extra guilt trip

Mary on the dashboard, rosary on the wrist

But tell me this, if the cross paid all the debt

Why you act like Calvary put you on a lease, not set?

You praying to the saints like the Son ain’t near

He tore the veil, but you stitch it back in fear

Mod Ninja stepping where religion got you chained

Slice through the smoke with a grace-soaked blade

I’m a Mod Ninja, free grace, saved once

Cross did the work, I don’t add one ounce

Faith in the Son, not in what I’ve done

If He said “it’s finished,” then it’s really done

(I’m locked in)

I’m a Mod Ninja, free grace, saved once

You can keep your ladders, I just trust the One

No take-backs, devil, this ain’t store credit

Eternal life given, He won’t un-send it (nah)

Icons in the east, smoke in the air

Kiss that wood, like the Lord ain’t there

They mix up works with a mystic flair

Fast all week, still doubt He cares

Sabbath police with their calendar sword

Act like a date can replace the Lord

“You better worship when we say, how we say”

But His rest ain’t a day, it’s a Person, okay?

Door to door, books in a neat briefcase

Tell you Christ is “a” way, just in lowercase

Deny His rank, but still claim truth

How you shrink the King, then ask for proof?

Self-righteous flex in the Sunday pew

“I don’t smoke, don’t drink, so I must be true”

But underneath that pressed suit, heart still foul

Polished cup, rotten inside out

I’m a Mod Ninja, free grace, saved once

Cross did the work, I don’t add one ounce

Faith in the Son, not in what I’ve done

If He said “it’s finished,” then it’s really done

(oh yeah)

I’m a Mod Ninja, free grace, saved once

You can keep your ladders, I just trust the One

No take-backs, devil, this ain’t store credit

Eternal life given, He won’t un-send it

If it’s “grace plus,” then it ain’t grace

If it’s “Christ plus,” you erased His place

If you think you can drop what He sealed with His blood

You calling God a liar when He calls you beloved

He said “never perish,” you say “maybe”

He said “I keep you,” you say “keep me”

Pick a side, I stand in His promise, bold

He holds my hand, I don’t hold His hold (hey!)

I’m a Mod Ninja, free grace, saved once

Cross did the work, I don’t add one ounce

Faith in the Son, not in what I’ve done

If He said “it’s finished,” then it’s really done

I’m a Mod Ninja, free grace, saved once

You can keep your ladders, I just trust the One

No take-backs, devil, this ain’t store credit

Eternal life given, He won’t un-send it (never)

Eternal life given, He won’t un-send it

Ninjaism 20 26 Chapter 2 done M N P G 42 (Free Gracer)