My brain contain the gospel, I’m an apostle with script
Can’t influence me my endurance be Christian on holy trips
So dawg pass the bible it’ll help my task as disciple
Hatred igniting but by sacred writing I preach try rifle
The words and stifle herds of sinners got stats
In the hood solid like slats of wood it’ll tilt hats
I’ve have kilt with gatts well I guess I feel guilt for that
This stuff is sweet food for a street dude dang thug is played out
Cause fun and delight to pause with gun sight strayed about
In a combat zone in your habitat and home rolling in chrome
Now on a mission of devastation with a Christian revelation
It take vision and elevation lot of precision with celebration
Need rigorous security for my religious purity Satan’s soldiers
Be weighting my shoulders, sick politics throws boulders
At god and church stuff be odd too much gas prices too high
Need a little peace in the Middle East tired of being bad guy
Try to find a house and a fine spouse to kiss and reminisce
With, designs verse from the confines of the earth dim and brisk
yell can hear a lion roar in my iron ore just a jungle twist
a surprise to my eyes soon realize a boom in the skies
oh fuck is a bird or plane naw just my words in flame that fries
Brains