We tryna reach these lost souls
Hit em with the gospel
We toat cannons not poles
And we reaping hot coals
Young fly street Apostles
Grinding cause we on a mission
Waking up them sleeping souls
To the truth not superstition
Listen
The holy spirits speaking
Live by violence die by violence
They'll leave you leaking
Od ing by the masses cause they party every weekend
Dancing with the devil
Think they flyer then a red bull
It is over it is settled
Bro you at the last straw
Keep being rebellious
Life gone break your glass jaw
Turn back to Yeshua shooter study that Law
You was meant to be Apostles Prophets teachers pastors
But y'all got bored started steeling the life that's faster
Went backwards ain't realize you can't serve two masters
Now you heartless stuck in darkness and can't find the answers
This sin sickness eating em alive like cancer
Oh lord oh lord come and break the cords of sin
If we all killing eachother how does that equal a win
From the west coast with my eses to the east coast w your tims
But if were truly Gods children we should be reflect him
We tryna reach these lost souls
Hit em with the gospel
We toat cannons not poles
And we reaping hot coals
Young fly street Apostles
Grinding cause we on a mission
Waking up them sleeping souls
To the truth not superstition
Reflect him, I'm tryna be christ reflection
That takes alot of discipline and daily introspection
I keep scripture on my hip and heart that's my protection
When we see demons we give them eternitys detention
Not To mention our powers unlimited
We walk in humility but trust we aint timid kid
And we don't let it slide if we go sinning
We at the lords holy feet, theres no ghosting him
Go win em, the souls by your testimony
Revelations 2:2 expose all the fakes an phonies
Keep praying asking, pleading fasting for the homies
Them demons groanin cause its over when the high priest go in
We tryna reach these lost souls
Hit em with the gospel
We toat cannons not poles
And we reaping hot coals
Young fly street Apostles
Grinding cause we on a mission
Waking up them sleeping souls
To the truth not superstition
Ain't come here to play, I came here to pray
You'll be filled with wisdom, not wood stubble hay
They packing the k, cause the scared of the fade
If you don't lay your life down then you can't be saved
Try to save your life then homie you'll lose it
If you lost yours for Christ well then prove it
Still using, still banging
Still selfish still slanging
Still deceived like eve Eating off of Satans tree
Or is there action behind when you say
I believe I believe I believe I believe
Hold up let it breath kinda like Gods Ruach
Its me against the world you can't see me like Tupac
Truth loaded i'm blasting Gs out they tube socks
Or any theologian tryna preach lies to y'all
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We tryna reach these lost souls
Hit em with the gospel
We toat cannons not poles
And we reaping hot coals
Young fly street Apostles
Grinding cause we on a mission
Waking up them sleeping souls
To the truth not superstition
Listen
The holy spirits speaking
Live by violence die by violence
They'll leave you leaking
Od ing by the masses cause they party every weekend
Dancing with the devil
Think they flyer then a red bull
It is over it is settled
Bro you at the last straw
Keep being rebellious
Life gone break your glass jaw
Turn back to Yeshua shooter study that Law
You was meant to be Apostles Prophets teachers pastors
But y'all got bored started steeling the life that's faster
Went backwards ain't realize you can't serve two masters
Now you heartless stuck in darkness and can't find the answers
This sin sickness eating em alive like cancer
Oh lord oh lord come and break the cords of sin
If we all killing eachother how does that equal a win
From the west coast with my eses to the east coast w your tims
But if were truly Gods children we should be reflect him
We tryna reach these lost souls
Hit em with the gospel
We toat cannons not poles
And we reaping hot coals
Young fly street Apostles
Grinding cause we on a mission
Waking up them sleeping souls
To the truth not superstition
Reflect him, I'm tryna be christ reflection
That takes alot of discipline and daily introspection
I keep scripture on my hip and heart that's my protection
When we see demons we give them eternitys detention
Not To mention our powers unlimited
We walk in humility but trust we aint timid kid
And we don't let it slide if we go sinning
We at the lords holy feet, theres no ghosting him
Go win em, the souls by your testimony
Revelations 2:2 expose all the fakes an phonies
Keep praying asking, pleading fasting for the homies
Them demons groanin cause its over when the high priest go in
We tryna reach these lost souls
Hit em with the gospel
We toat cannons not poles
And we reaping hot coals
Young fly street Apostles
Grinding cause we on a mission
Waking up them sleeping souls
To the truth not superstition
Ain't come here to play, I came here to pray
You'll be filled with wisdom, not wood stubble hay
They packing the k, cause the scared of the fade
If you don't lay your life down then you can't be saved
Try to save your life then homie you'll lose it
If you lost yours for Christ well then prove it
Still using, still banging
Still selfish still slanging
Still deceived like eve Eating off of Satans tree
Or is there action behind when you say
I believe I believe I believe I believe
Hold up let it breath kinda like Gods Ruach
Its me against the world you can't see me like Tupac
Truth loaded i'm blasting Gs out they tube socks
Or any theologian tryna preach lies to y'all
Hit em with the gospel
We toat cannons not poles
And we reaping hot coals
Young fly street Apostles
Grinding cause we on a mission
Waking up them sleeping souls
To the truth not superstition
Listen
The holy spirits speaking
Live by violence die by violence
They'll leave you leaking
Od ing by the masses cause they party every weekend
Dancing with the devil
Think they flyer then a red bull
It is over it is settled
Bro you at the last straw
Keep being rebellious
Life gone break your glass jaw
Turn back to Yeshua shooter study that Law
You was meant to be Apostles Prophets teachers pastors
But y'all got bored started steeling the life that's faster
Went backwards ain't realize you can't serve two masters
Now you heartless stuck in darkness and can't find the answers
This sin sickness eating em alive like cancer
Oh lord oh lord come and break the cords of sin
If we all killing eachother how does that equal a win
From the west coast with my eses to the east coast w your tims
But if were truly Gods children we should be reflect him
We tryna reach these lost souls
Hit em with the gospel
We toat cannons not poles
And we reaping hot coals
Young fly street Apostles
Grinding cause we on a mission
Waking up them sleeping souls
To the truth not superstition
Reflect him, I'm tryna be christ reflection
That takes alot of discipline and daily introspection
I keep scripture on my hip and heart that's my protection
When we see demons we give them eternitys detention
Not To mention our powers unlimited
We walk in humility but trust we aint timid kid
And we don't let it slide if we go sinning
We at the lords holy feet, theres no ghosting him
Go win em, the souls by your testimony
Revelations 2:2 expose all the fakes an phonies
Keep praying asking, pleading fasting for the homies
Them demons groanin cause its over when the high priest go in
We tryna reach these lost souls
Hit em with the gospel
We toat cannons not poles
And we reaping hot coals
Young fly street Apostles
Grinding cause we on a mission
Waking up them sleeping souls
To the truth not superstition
Ain't come here to play, I came here to pray
You'll be filled with wisdom, not wood stubble hay
They packing the k, cause the scared of the fade
If you don't lay your life down then you can't be saved
Try to save your life then homie you'll lose it
If you lost yours for Christ well then prove it
Still using, still banging
Still selfish still slanging
Still deceived like eve Eating off of Satans tree
Or is there action behind when you say
I believe I believe I believe I believe
Hold up let it breath kinda like Gods Ruach
Its me against the world you can't see me like Tupac
Truth loaded i'm blasting Gs out they tube socks
Or any theologian tryna preach lies to y'all
Writer: Michael Brown
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