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They talking reckless they've been ignoring the checklist

Th we cross from they backs now swinging on they neckless

Expect this it'll be pain that you're left wit

If you don't love the body tell me who you'll resurrect wit

Your neck split is like your local body had a Blexit

You flexed it and now you run solo what's your next trick

You left quick elected but deceived wit a

direct hit

Detect it it's brujerria whiches tryna hex it

Huh…. They don't understand who they mess wit

"Why you hurt my body Saul" yup He's invested

In a nest wit a eagle that will forever sore

Ever more I'll be in trenches where the letter poured

Life on my brothers and my sisters and I'm better for it

If you don't read His word tho you bound to mis the metaphor

Get a tour before you under the ground Skeletor

Blood on the post you ain't never seen a better door

It's Real life through real strife

His body yielding His word together and it's sharper then a real knife

Double sided you could swing it any way hey

You think you got that treasure to just display clay

Bring that clay to the chopping block

See you need to decide if you really wit the flock or not

Popadoc I could expose it all and drop your stock

That's why you hear the please I really wanna Rock your top

it's common sense you should listen to your conscience

This rap is a seed in the soil fool of your nonsense

If your on fence then your chillin in the wrong tents

This about the church I know I'm giving a strong sense

No small stench whatever vice your on pence

If you wanna start then you need to get up on bench

Let the wood hit the rear

And may the Lord make clear the fellowship is there

The church ain't a building but you gotta share the air

Wit the rare type ppl that He's shaping for your care

And may we never compare

His death to church hurt please pardon the stair

Listen man what's the real issue

cause I know it ain't my charm that's been pulling on your tissue

Do this world got the balm you miss when they dismiss you

When the church act wrong is the line long to fish you

Or do you stay close to the bait 2Pacs one hosted a rape

Look at your life and make the most of the tape

I'd rather live amongst the real than to boast wit the fake

Your line I take and make it mine naked I'm

Ever before the body cause I ain't wit the Achan kind

I feel the pain and I've grown from the aching kind

I'll even use to shape a rhyme

And spit it for the fam in the mud knees deep trying to shake a diamond

in the rough out see we take the rough route

No chain the cross is on my back and the propanes

for starting all the fires all the priors got my old name

Your sin and mine crucified God you dont Know pain