Bars For Christ Cypher

[Intro - ?]
The wicked, or the Godless, flee when no man pursueth, but the righteous are bold as a lion

[Verse 1 - Bryson Gray]
Y'all think these rapper ill?
Ew, I don't fell them boys
Mama from Chicago, it's obvious I make illa noise
Try not letting me in the door, who said I'd give a choice?
I'm a legend like I'm John, you hear it in the voice
Enough of glorifying me, there's one goat
I was lost all on my own, the Holy one spoke
Hell hot but flow cold, you gon' need more than one coat
Devil say he want war, God built me for the gun smoke
A man's heart plans his way, we know who does the steppin'
Harry Styles on the narrow path, I'm headed One Direction
They want it to be "As It Was," but God said come to Heaven
Think it's sweet like "Watermelon Sugar," they not understanding (watermelon sugar)
It's just a "Sign Of The Times"
I'm done putting pop in my rhymes
End times, can you not see the signs?
But praising my pop in these lines
So glad that I'm not with the blind
Yeshua coming back, it's going down like Joc in his prime
But these dudes sleep and they too deep
In the world but with the flow I still kick it like Bruce Lee
And with God I'm building for protection like it's Fortnite
But ironically these boys too weak
Kill my old self, why? So I can live again
Become a new creation, now I no longer live in sin
Let's get it then
I can't sell me soul for the dividends
And mental cells is what they put you in, freedom from prison then (Monster)

[Verse 2 - Datin]
I'm the black version of Homelander
A grown man that'll throw hands at his own fans, tryna hold hands, and the commons call me and old man, I'm kidding
I'm full of massive energy with enough toxic masculinity to die on a cross for whatever you speak
And wait for 3 days to come back from the grave in full power so I can turn the other cheek (let's go)
It's better to be a monster and learn how to control it
I burn hotter than coal
I discern how to be whole
When the word God it control all of my soul
I'm like Morbius mixed with Morpheus
Morbidly formed into Mortal Kombat for these Shang Tsung's who would shoot to kill your whole universe with a James Gunn
I'm Clark Kent in his black suit, I'm attack proof in a bad mood lookin' for snacks ready to smack Groot
I get my powers from the sun (I'm talking about Jesus)
Syndicate life form, born in an ice storm but came to Earth to where Christ born, struggling to fight porn
Working hard to keep the lights on
Listening to Collage Dropout 'cause I don't like dorms

[Verse 3 - Monster Tarver]
The king's coming to demons, that's more scary then
Go into war with a horde of Dothraki barbarians
All carrying swords while they're lead by the nearest of Targaryen
On a dragon they'll come up short as the dwarf Targaryen
Lannister, but this ain't the Game Of Thrones
This is the danger zone, to the persecuted
They hanging stones, just know that you ain't alone, we hate it on the label
Man this is like Jesus and his disciples during the rain of Rome
But be bold, don't ever change your tone, your name will be added to the book of life as your name's engraved in stone
My whole gang is on the Genghis Khan banging on the god of this world, screaming "Yeshua" 'till his name is known, yes
So I'm going in with this [?] and this medicine in the verse for the men that are in a search 'cause these rappers cap more than a dentist with dental work
They ain't real they just playing pretend in this metaverse
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