S. O. P. (Spirit Of Peter) Lyrics

You know they said never wake a giant from its slumber

Start a real rumble you heard

This that M.O.G. from the zoo

You know how I do

What my life like, Tryna get my life right

Cut from a different cloth, still got my knife right

By my side like a nightlight, homicide on the mic mic

Do beats like Kevin Hart, they l all gotta go night night

Precision with the vision if God gave me the eyesight

Ain't focused on my past but still keep it in hindsight

Gotta follow God. You lost? Look for the bright light

Won't find Him in a church, but in people built like a Lite-Brite

Turn the other cheek, but not when fighting the right fight

Catch me all in the highlights, take a L, I wish I might

Jab, go to the body and finish Em with a nice right

Spaz, go to the Body, for them to say I ain't Christ like, so I'm like

What are you then, Bet you can't take what you've been spewing

But you a new man, more likely the new Judas

Who you recruiting? No branches to bear fruit with

Ordained with a stain in your Hanes, your suits ruined

You know they only love grace when they receive it right

Acting like they got it together, the deceiving type

Shaping out to be good people but don't believe the hype

Cause pharisees could never take the form of a redeeming Christ

To be precise, they the type that fuel me to steam the mic

Thinking I'm a give it a rest, you ought to read your rights

Matter fact, remain silent, don't even type

How y'all takin bout warfare and you can't even fight

If your sensitive and only care about Benjamins

Then leadership ain't a position you Should put interest in

You got to have thick skin when representing Him

Cause if you soft, you're at a loss, and You ain't fit to win

I been off the porch, the city know how my face look

Every time I do a deed ain't gotta post it on Facebook

I ain't one of these, fickle seed, tickle me with a scripture tease, nigga please

Is you crazy? You gotta be crazy! Crazy!

The Word tell me that He knew me before I was formed in my momma's womb

So He already knew what was up

He said you D-Will, not D-Won't

What you know bout serving God after coming out them trenches

Know this life is hard, I'm still fighting for existence

I'm tryna do His will, I ain't tryna do a sentence

But this battle ain't easy, I just need someone to listen

I think they got it twisted, just because ya boy a Christian

And they see my good deeds while I'm out here on a mission

Like I ain't fighting demons everyday, no exhibition

I be wishing that the cross had grips, cause I be slipping

Not to mention, I gotta deal with these pharisees

That wanna judge and point fingers while they preach heresy

They stuck in religion, but they examine and stare at me

I'm starting to think that these suckas need therapy

But I ain't tryna beef with the flesh, I fight spirits

No time for drama, nor the gossip, I ain't with it

But if it's smoke, anybody can get it

So I caution you to check me if you know you can't clear it

I lost my daddy, I ain't never felt no pain like that

I looked to God like, why You let it rain like that

I know a couple people probably went insane like that

Them burdens came so heavy, almost sprained my back

No umbrellas, plus the cold weather

It's sort of like my ship was set to sea with no propellers

All of the while I was still fighting the devil

I knew deep in my soul thatI had to get it together! Nah

No tway, couldn't stay like that

Flãk needed a role model, G needed a dad

Vonni needed my love, Manda needed a scrap

I lost Ja'mere, vision cleared, then I came right back

The M.O.G.'s back stronger than ever, this for my city

So I don't need permission from people on a committee

Walking tall with my head up high, you know who sent me

So get with me or respect my grind, Reem and Diddy

No homicide if we let our pride aside

Talk like men, keep it a G and let the drama die

Hate to see Kings bleed, Hate to see mommas cry

We need change and need it fast, no Ramadan

Neva been a pawn, baby I'm a Don, not easily pacified

Willie been quiet too long, it's time to gratify

Heard Satan creeping through my hood, that's why I'm a slide

Spin the block, and treat Bible study as the alibi