If you really think you talking to the first well it's the first that's coming in last and we got a penny no Henny and a verse crush the devil gotta see my hulk smash got the uno tryna look sumo with the cash on they mind with they mind on the Cash if you wanna come dine with chosen it's Jehovah break bread he put the wine in the glass

He got me making an impact like rim Pac I'm all in the water I'm intact imagine tactical gear and a tic tac the clip coming it be straight out the ammo pack got the bro wavey hair it be slick back it's a Hollywood story gotta run a stack choosing weapons of war in a heavenly store angels to the right of Mr Shadrach hall of the Fame cold hearts and some bad starts in compart Asphalt with a little lack say thanks for the blood that don't mean slack while the enemy chillin and he make shack its the devil's ice call it precise and he really tryna kill you running through the crack o sixteen hundred hundred when the train run gun Jesus come haul the people that be on the track it's the sword of the Spirit and the Word of the Lord so bright had symptom of cataract but I cannot fear it the eyes on the Lord and I really can't drown in my habitat sometimes i just felt like a Manatee cold nights and long winters ahead of me but now Im stayin blessed in my habitation Jesus Body be keeping all my sanity

While you got me thinking In so many ways Ide be better while im sittin without you though so go and that's how I used to talk then I saw the faith in your spirit grow and homie what can I say when I had some pride got me Jesus he made me low like whoah and he gave me the mission and im one of the chosen in the ghost he made me go
And goat that devil be crushed he way under my feet and couldn't even touch a toe and yo you could be one of friends all hope no joke and that really be kinda dope Jesus gather all of my bros and we joy at the gate and we didn't we even make a toast he holy all Glory to Lord of host got some peace in his name it's a holy boast it's a hold up don't become a foe we gotta stick the Hope what the holy knows sold up so he take the things of the low who he chose to confound how the mighty roll this the blood line from the Chronicle with a hefty soul Jesus has my land he rebuking the pride of man I'm stoked how the Word had to get me cloaked the Lord is the seed to sow